Follow Your Dreams
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Forgive them father, they know not what they do
The irony would be that we know what we are doing
When the last living thing has died on the count of us
How poetic it would be, if earth could say
In a voice floating up perhaps from the floor of the grand canyon
"It is done"
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The irony would be that we know what we are doing
When the last living thing has died on the count of us
How poetic it would be, if earth could say
In a voice floating up perhaps from the floor of the grand canyon
"It is done"
People did not like it here