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Break
Spoken through the spikes in time, i am chained to be alive - The rise of the tenth to a star, i will fall but not that far - Seeing what is next to come, i lost my believes in believing - The gates to hell mirrors the cracks, the quake rips only for the sake to break - Salt blown by the breeze off the wind, will never by one, to times 2, to equal forever, fill the dunes of sand - I cannot fake in this world, nothing is for anyone to take - one fact that remains perfect, you can never break the breaking dawn
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Unic Cjonr
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