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These faces filled with grief and with despair,
Every morning when I wake up they'll be there.
Seared into my memory,
With a cruel burning knife.
For the rest of my life.
Oh, there's a weight on my soul,
Like a pyramid of stone.
There's a weight on my soul,
A ransom never to be paid.
-Luke Brady
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