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iN this inexplicable moment    aS i cover my head    i
Wonder how it wOuld be    wIthout the creed in our hEarts  
 rIght from the skies   tHe kingdom of all    piEces of
bLood-sTained-bRokeN-glaSs  bEgin to fall     tHis voice in
my head iS yet not familiar   iS IT MY blood? iS IT your
PAVEMENT?    tIme has run out    liFetimE 2DO-list has faded
to black   i wAnted to shout[!]    though i couldn't
breaK-Through    bEyond the reason of tAct.
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