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On a trajectory to pierce the Earth's Heart
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The earth wasn't flat like a line,
the marks on a graph,,,
the point disperses along its own path
And in the end I wasn't sharp enough
To cut to the end of it all
And in the end I wasn't quick enough
To make it to the end of it all
Who's to say I didn't tell you?
Who's to say we didn't speak?
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