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but we will not be in
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Each time,
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Open the door, then close it behind you.
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The orange / Orange. The movement of
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It is the earth I’ve come to,
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A cloister, a silence
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I went beneath the sky, Muse! I was yours;
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I think we might be happy in the end, in the dark
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The earth is like a drug now, like a voice from far away,
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Maybe human destiny
