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Bearstorm
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Why We Can't Have Nice Things
I couldn't believe when my nephews told me Of how you sealed your doom We saw it when your eyes looked up to the horizon We knew it when you grasped a stone We wept when you made fire
Even the king doesn't pick the moves Even You can't beat the system Take your own advice Drink your own poison
If Elk could dream Bear out of the world Elk would starve to Death In your fear of Dark and Monsters You became both Dark and Monster
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