Curt

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I read it like black palms Shapes in the ash Will we expire And fade like a memory? I Imagine the purpose Shapes like a mountain I'm beaten down I'm down among the animals Raise your fists like you want to Raise your voice like mine Raise your fists like you want to Read my gaze like a book I read it like black palms No shapes and no words I'm fighting doubt I've come to know my enemies I Imagine my purpose Shaped like an axis I've hollowed out I've come to bare the echoes Raise your fists like you want to Raise your voice like mine Raise your fists like you want to Read my gaze like a book
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