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The Find.

Caught like a biast bass
set these stanzes free
and dive down deep
into my heart
where you'll find a fiery flea

Go to the mourge,
tell me where I am.
Can't find my way through this maze.
Can't sort it all out,
tell me this is just a phase.
Written by SilverMoon (Miranda)
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