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and a feeling of ease a cup of the well of freedom and life we joyfully drink Inside, all was new, but outwards nothing had changed an escapade, then to the alter to evaluate all parts, of the great mystery but all remains on the same spot, no signs of a new season In my hand is a new word, but the word is still without a body a hidden life-stream that swells in the deep will soon give the word a second face. (In Flames; The New World) svn path=/trunk/; revision=2955
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