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Where the ivy dare not climb
And it dawns secretly
Where winter can't get
in the last try
On the cusp of total collapse
where the edge is the narrow
In the aid of the penultimate bar
in the slowest kiss
There is a place for every place
there is room for you
It's your turn
you just have to see it
From the main fiddle's prayer
to the howling of the wind
From counterpoint to crucial roll
Everything is born in the chest
There is an anthem for each ending
And a phrase is for you
It's your turn
I know you can do it
We share the same platform
We have been cabin and temporary
Drops that light when they fall
We have been an odd lover
And now the circle returns to square
There is an anthem for each ending
And a verse is for me
It's my turn
I know that I must break it
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