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The sky rumbles its pain.
The gray clouds shout...
The sky rumbles its pain.
The gray clouds shout in vain.
The water bubbles hot.
I will forget you not.
Seek shelter from the storm.
This will be the new norm.
We must bow to their favor.
While we wait for our savior.
THE DEAD GAME
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