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Excuse me, stranger,
What are you
Embracing?
The roots of the ground live in blood and we sleep.
I can sense the rhythm and it's time; Panic.
Panic.
Excuse me, stranger,    What are you   Embracing?    The roots of the ground live in blood and we sleep.    I can sense the rhythm and it's time; Panic.    Panic.
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