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                            finding the blue book                               
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                                   glory                                        
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                                    i i                                         
                                  is this                                       
                                not what we                                     
                              signed for, one                                   
                            life to be led home                                 
                          born dying for healing.                               
                        though the mind cannot hold                             
                        this alone, here it stands,                             
                        just like in your dreams, a                             
                        timeless obelisk, perfectly                             
                        fit. its purpose refinement                             
                        of all these roles until at                             
                        long last, you can put down                             
                        the thought that births ten                             
                        thousand things, can hear a                             
                        silence in your heart as it                             
                        really is, the voice of god                             
                        calling out from the depths                             
                        oh friend, if only you knew                             
                        i have been forgiven, for i                             
                        wrote a love story only you                             
                        could read, so come beloved                             
                        come to rest your head here                             
                        where a capital letter cant                             
                        exist and we cant construct                             
                        some symbolic difference be                             
                        tween my i and gods. glory.                             
                                                                                
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