At the world's end
We live in a northern town
just south of the border,
at the world's end.
Filled with misfortune
and no one to cry to,
at the world's end.
Time is everlasting
but yet it's so still,
at the world's end.
Fallen shadows
stuck in this hole,
at the world's end.
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// m
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