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Is it, though? Their piercing gazes make me want to scream. Hymn from a village The hymn from a village song discography I Defeat We were doing so well, We had broken the spell, And freedom seemed just within reach. His friends are enjoying themselves, the girl he loves is ignoring him, and he keeps thinking about being buried in the ground.
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