Pathetique

I can touch the sky with the tip of my hands and foretell many many things
There are ninety-seven sides to everything
A girl is no longer risen
You see everything has ninety-seven sides
A girl is no longer risen
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Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Arthur Donnelly, Stewart Kenneth Mcfadyen, Andrew Ogilvie Burnett, Graeme Wilmington, Robert H Burnett
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