the civil war in france – floréal lyrics
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i never thought much on how i felt each day passed the same as the last, an amorphous blur playing out in front of me
my eyes were ripped out and placed, facing south toward nothing
but things are different now
i can see where i should be; i can look north and i can see myself
the wind howls outside, bringing new starts so coldly, full of glee
birds speak, flying north, fleeing the south
a cold day idles, unbeknownst the coming reckoning of death
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