come
there is no freedom, we are not free, we all reach the boundary eventually, time erases all we've made, we are judged by what we leave, others turn their backs but as for us, vast change to oversee, the battlefront is our back yard, we raise our flag for all to see, and when it's time to come for you, will you come, come, come, come with me,
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