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The chlid wil die you will wait to see
Be seated the gold is ripe for your retrieve
The stars, the sky, it's way too much for me
I sit and wait for what was once believed
I sit
I watch
I wait
A crown of thorns was put upon his head
His blood as it dripped down.
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