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Fallin' To The Nethers

When I fall to the Nethers. Spirit flys from this old shell. Still air hangs on a feather. Hope for no Heaven. Pray for no Hell. Just play a simple song upon the funeral bell. "A beautiful river flows" from cloud cities above, to the canyons lowest road.

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