what is this world, what is this weĦŻve created
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in the burdens of this life i cannot rest
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this world means nothing
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everything we hold will pass away
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with a void of completion comfort will ever fade
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i long for this wind to cease
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we once held undying devotion
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now dead to our thoughts, undefined like our love
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Undefined
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| As I Lay Dying |
