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(dylan)

Crimson flames tied through my ears

Rolling high and mighty traps

Pounced with fire on flaming roads

Using ideas as my maps

We'll meet again soon i said

??? me heated brow



Ah but i was so much older then

I'm younger than that now



Half ??? prejudice leaped forth

Break down all hate i scream

Lies at ? is black and white

Spoke from my skull i dream

Romantic flanks of musketeers

Foundation deep somehow



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