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A hybrid chimara's mind opened for show, these thing I dreamed, I am not ashamed
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Saturday, 17 September 2011
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Like a fire in the night, I'll shine, shine so bright. Like a bird in the sky I'll rise, rise so high. And in the end of time, I'll dance, and sing
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