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The Tropics Of Cancer, Capricorn And A Smashed Face


Not a crumb of dirt anywhere
We are all alone here and we are dead
Not a crumb of dirt anywhere
We are all alone here and we are dead
I am a prophet: more calamities; more death; more despair
No indication of change anywhere, our heroes have all killed themselves
We must get in step, a lock step
Lock step, lock step, lock step, lock step







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