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Hello, fever
lead me astray.
Feed my black hand,
when it's full,
I won't say.

And

Take me
Jesus.
Take me away.
Lick out my eyes
No,
they won't let me pray.

For

In you,
Earth,
deep as the day.
Dark as the night,
drift to sleep.
I will stay.

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