There's a circle on a paper
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High a planet in the sky
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From the dust which will not settle
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Hours is the time you lie
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Trace your finger in the cluster, you've found the cause
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which is called must
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Remember always you are nothing, though others say that
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you must suss, you must trust the new messiah
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Fifth Second Of Forever
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| Hawkwind |
