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Just one more thought and I'm going home for the day.
Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man
With my three wishes clutched in her hand
The first that she be spared the pain
That comes from a dark and laughing rain
But wish no more, my life you can take
To have her, please, just one day wake
To have her, please, just one day wake
When she finds love, may it always stay true
This I wish for the second wish I made too
But wish no more, my life you can take
To have her, please, just one day wake
To have her, please, just one day wake.
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The souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and no torment will ever touch them.
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