.Lying low, flying high, the stimulation that sheds ash
The voice of the reaper's helper is heard.
The scattered recollection, and my emptiness--
If you contain aid in those hands, please, crush it.
You'll cause everything to end with those hands, and submerge me.
The magic.
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