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| The world turns Like a bullet speeding through infinity It dances with our minds and paints our dreams Only the timid can brave its fury Only the weak can win its love The sparrows flock to its nestled chambers Fleeting and broken. Borrowing a song, they fall at the feet of forever and sigh alone. |
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