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Return Of The VOICE Eloy

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now I'm grow in many doubts cheerful weakness forced me on from the highest place in space ? dogs don't take away my face rushing in surrounding me asking for reason praise of me ? alive steals life from death only in ? knowlege ways will die my final breath