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and you o fool of a trickster,
o teller
of tales o weaver of lies is there nothing you hold sacred is there no boundary you will not cross in search of a song. |
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and you o fool of a trickster,
o teller
of tales o weaver of lies is there nothing you hold sacred is there no boundary you will not cross in search of a song. |