.There's a storm cloud coming to where we lay
Now the wolves are coming to greetâ
theirâ
prey
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mourn
The strangers set camp on ourâ
doors
Questions have no meaning, it's a story they want
The sun doesn't shine
In this valley below
All the papers .
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