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rock the cradle she holies
save the child first and
she lost herself
in salvation
the freed child
too, lost
the child, too lost
in the roil
in burning time
but the wind
picked up
that scent
her blood
lost
in the cradle
caught
in the naught
y chasm
hiding the seed
in the bleed
that has'em
aidoneus, aidoneus
give her the see/d
so she will lighten
the grave
& dark
d-meter
rock the cradle she holies
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