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We
turn
away
to
face
the
cold,
enduring
chill,
as
the
day
begs
the
night
for
mercy
love.
The
sun
so
bright
it
leaves
no
shadows,
only
scars,
carved
into
stone
on
the
face
of
earth.
The
moon
is
up
and
over
One
Tree
Hill
we
see
the
sun
go
down
in
your
eyes.
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