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She
was
born
with
a
dark
taste
Led
her
straight
to
the
cliff
face
A
cruel
wind
whirled
in
Permeating
into
new
things
In
this
place
where
the
hard
rains
Permeate
through
her
baby's
veins
It
was
born
It
was
born
It
was
spawned
It
was
born
I
was
born
into
this
strange
spell
And
I
held
it
in
my
fist
And
the
fist
that
woke
up
like
a
blade
Running
through
everything
And
I
held
it
in
my
fist
I
held
it
in
my
fist
One
more
layer
into
the
earth
As
my
dust
falls
to
the
dirt
Digging
in
as
I'm
pushing
out
Caving
in
as
I'm
crawling
Closer
to
the
edge
Closer
to
the
edge
In
future
years
as
I
lay
between
These
layers
of
sediment
All
my
stories
will
be
sunk
into
This
massiveness
of
form
This
massiveness
of
form
This
massiveness
of
form
This
massiveness
of
form
This
massiveness
of
form
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