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"I'll tear down every last brick
Until there's only rubble
My hands dripping with blood
I only think of days past and
where you walk now
And from this tall pile
of torn bricks I stand over
I look over what stood in your way
and how clear it all seems
Between whats left of it
and what of it I remember
I piece it together and see it so vividly
But desire still clouds any reason
that could have stood for hope
The winds start to speed up
the higher I climb
...but they topple me”

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