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canadas land expands all around you
you are carried through the summer months with ease
when water starts to expand and contract like a fish
then the lonelyness of pressure inconseaves
bounded by so many sights and scenes
i wont turn and walk away
you can count on me, you can count on me
etc...
protexted by the vision you have
may it always serve you well
egagerate the means in which you need to survive
for soon youll hear the warning bell
and heaven weights heavy on your mind
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