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Prize Fighter Inferno, The — The Going Price For Home

And I’ve paid the price of solitude
With wish to worry while you’re away,
With all grace to allow my hand
The travel & worth here across our face
I love you more than you could know
In those eye you hide it well.
As I turn the wheels that round the ground
Across the Never, here against the Grave,
Now I’ve lost the only thing that matters to my life
Is now the dream?
Here I go,
I’m on my way home now to you.
And it hurts to hear you feel.

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