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- Across the River
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I don't know how
but it's dark now.
The final heartbeat
has broken the bridge
and unbalanced the scales.
The crises mean nothing
the fears are absurd,
your midnight has come
and the guilty undertaker
knocks on my door
thinking he can ease my pain.
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