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Guard of purgatory

Hear my cry

I pray for peace

In the blink of an eye

My demons they haunt me

And shackle me with shame

I do not desire

The games that they play


The forest is vast

And filled with wood

My soul is nothing

But desire for good

Yet they taunt

And they tease

And say nothing but lies

And I am not fond

Of the reason why

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