five hundred and fifteen days and nights later
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the generation is still doomed to watch its fate.
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flash on a screen, inevitable blinding horizon,
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on high alert for terror this has to be a dream.
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have you ever wondered what its like
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to feel the earth crash into you?
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have you ever wondered
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what it would be like to feel
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theres nothing you could do?
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this sky cant hold us all, so just set it ablaze.
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swallowed by the fire, laid to rest in the bowels of humanity.
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winters coming,
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please tear me away from this.
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just let them keep itching each others trigger finger.
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its all a matter of who will blink first.
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when its all over where will we go?
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Calm After The Storm
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The Autumn Offering |