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hollowed be thy name by Vladyslav Hryhoriev
hollowed be thy name The river dried between us long ago A perfect posture played for plastic praise Whatever there was left is now all gone Godspeed, and hollowed be thy name Fly high, set sail, whatever you decide The years went by so quickly: what a shame I’m not the one for pitiful goodbyes G...