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Stir​


Descend and drown us, vital spirit.
Pour white lightening lore on our dim wit.
Crack our plastered brains with proof.
Ferment our liquored veins until
our blood runs ever clear.
Ignite our wooden hearts
and in thy tender mercy
crash our party.



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