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>>14531097
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Member, this most leader still
With quivered heart and arrowed will
Oldest pill to swallow deep
Heaven steep, the end is coming sooner
Than what we took for granted
And all do look to reap

For precious is the sound it makes
And all my bows and tarots break
Your meaning drug has come too late
To take away from here

A purest substance stops the clot
A purest heart indulges not
The holy rot and deep beneath
Is tortured