And wherever you go, oh boy, bitter water
put the sun on the wall
and when it's dark, open your eyes
and in the middle of the night, knock on the door of the church.
And when it's dark, open your eyes
And smell my breath
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mag Sortier
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All the reductionist
for her
smallest
is
the
more
I
thank
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