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Out of the sun and from the soil cast the girl
A fitting name of Rose
Rolling upon withered pine
where grief is without wander
Crowded heads with vacant eyes
A pain shared always proves stronger
From both our hands
Into our mouths
And down our throats
From the soil cast the girl
A fitting name of Rose
Where grief is without wander
We are entwined, forever now in peace
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