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There’s always hope

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There’s always hope It flows through my veins Rising and subsiding, like waves But never ever going away It seems dark, maybe darkest But dawn is on its way For I believe in my love Faint but never gone It would always stay

Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds

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I was quiet, I once was Long before the darkness descended A stream of water I was Flowing down a small green hill I was full of life Of beings alive and not I gently continued my path down This little green hill of mine