Perfect Beings removal of the identity chip

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The haze of the sting and the bite
my heart
only a tracking device
I don't know how to describe it to you
It's coming back
I'm coming back mother
The plume of the fire rising
I see you there mother
I remember fifteen, fifteen
Life was easy in the canopy
removal of my identity
fifteen, fifteen

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