| What is the question is the answer
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| What a pain, such a rainbow, such a rainbow
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| May the Lord be holy crucified
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| Let there be light, let there be cloud,
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| Let there be an apple
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| In an unknown clearing, a dandelion is melting,
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| And in a grinning heart it ripens
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| The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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| Moles are buzzing, moles are swimming
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| In damp earth it is warm and sunny, light and sunny
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| The star is weird, the star is singing, the star is burning
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| Crazy news, blind swallow
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| Plantain dries on a wounded palm,
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| And in the torn throat ripens
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| The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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| Empty fields, dry seas
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| By native mud, by spring living water
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| Through the wilderness, through heavenly lies
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| By drunken longing and strait bandages
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| Over stove ash, over rotten leaves
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| By holy bread and grinning traps
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| In your footsteps, in your tears
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| Through your own fault and through your free blood
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| Only one path yes on the whole earth
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| Only one path for you to your white light
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| All your white light
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| The sky of evil winds, golden rains, poisonous dawns
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| And poisoned streams |