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All Pigs Must DieCircles
It's been years since we carved our nameson a clocktower door before everything changed we were big eyed boys - with the salt on our skin and we'd throw our kites to the wind * and they'd fly on and on and on and on on and on and on and on on and on and on and on It's been years - since we whispered soft with the torch light on - and the big light off we were tired boys- with the soap on our skin and we'd fall asleep to the wind cos we're circles - we're circles you see we go round,round the sun - in and out like the sea I'll circle round you - you will circle round me and in years - when the torch light thins and the clock tower's gone - and the big light dims The?re no longer be boys - we'll have lines on our skin and they'll throw our dust to the wind
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