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The Going Offs

Enigmatic Plague

Fragile Mermaid

The Silence Is Violent

Parachute World



Sorrow's Last Page

The Division Of Those

The Sun Knew Wise

Bethroned The Crowd

Memorial To Our Memories

The Raven Chair

Apparition Zeta-43

Armory XII

The Amber Ones

With Lips Sown Shut And Eyes Wide Open

Dragon's Scale

Availance

Snowflake Symmetry

The Unguided Destiny

Somewhere Better

Fašade

Gargamessiah

You Are Poison To The Trees

Mud Kept Slander Fields

Oh Sleeper

Opposite Reaction

Demons Don't Kill They Steal

Full Set Of Ribs

Blackness

Lost To Time

Demon Doors

Thirsty Drink

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The Ungiving Tree

The tree didn't give anything,
not the fruit, not of itself, no
it did not give. But man takes,
and it said do not take of me.

But a house I must build.
But apples I must eat.
And of paper to make.

But not this tree it say.
And I agree and so I
still have my trees,
and I still find these things.

A house to afford.
Apples from a store
and paper too.

Now you see? says the tree.







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