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up, up, up to the hills through through, through the dark woods down, down, down to the far far shore [...] purple flashes glowing in the ashes washing over all around one, one, one is the hole two, two, two is the key three, three, three is the Swallow's Tail taking underground go down without a sound [...]
up, up, up to the hills through through, through the dark woods down, down, down to the far far shore [...] purple flashes glowing in the ashes washing over all around one, one, one is the hole two, two, two is the key three, three, three is the Swallow's Tail taking underground go down without a sound [...]