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EXTRACT: take your fears, the cowardice in your gut and burn them with coals
sift through your grains of hope, to find that
they're the bits that have blown away
can you recall if your fist is a fiend, or a friend, to the weak?
can you ask me what my real name is and really want to know?
or do you string me along
wishing that I never break out my sorry, broken tale of my broken name, and the
burnt city that my family left forever