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turn Turn away From the sun They will turn They will turn Turn against Against themselves At the midmost night Each midmost night Upon Death's palm
a Hacksaw Shooting shots to dah goal post got The target ima signpost Ain't switching lanes in the midmost heading straight to the uppermost I got a plan
they noticed the roses so vivid the willow-herb so riotous the meadow-sweet so odorous and pervading In midmost of the stream a small island lay
Three spirits came under us… But as I looked toward them, lo, A serpent with six feet springs forth on one, And fastens full upon him : His midmost
Midmost in the firestream I live in an anxious way Trying to give birth to The child of my redemption But too calm I am Too unreal I feel Constant
spawned an elite Tore a bolt midmost, donned bow drawn to a peak A king's’ courtin’ his sheep Reward teens worn bleak His mind's eye dies bored, eyesore
Hail to the golden One Seen in the midmost Sun! Hail to the golden beard and golden lips, His whole lige golden to the finger-tips! Hail
dream Drown, we will drown with our lies Our tears and open scars For all we've gone and lost in the dust At the midmost night In the end of time we pray
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