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Howl at the moon, bark at the sky.
Scream at the sun, whisper goodbye.
Threads of shadow grow long on dead trees.
A body dangling in the breeze, and the sky all full of fire.
This is when you begin to live.
Scream at the sun, whisper goodbye.
Threads of shadow grow long on dead trees.
A body dangling in the breeze, and the sky all full of fire.
This is when you begin to live.
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