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New Beginning

Pull me away from this burning fire,
Cradle me in the ice of sin.
Brush your fingertips over my sad desire,
And let my life begin.

The waters of death are cold,
And though my soul is taken,
Stay with my forever,
and I'm sure I'll soon awaken.





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