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Leavened

Iron leavened baked with steel and bathed in the pool of blood

A sling had trust you behind and a spear that chased you sidelines

Consume by wrath and fallen by arrows

Clasping your hands, closing your eyes and kneeling down

For you have unconsciously brought falsehood in your life

Like the rock in the sea, it will drown but it won’t break down

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