.mod Sample Master :: Sample 2af6f72bdd250e34acc51dcdecb70ffbeae013de (fd442ff2dbb6ae447ccbd7c349176c01)

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higher levels.xm

Probability	Text
100%	Running away

Probability	Text
100%	Through the white hill, I made my way. Chased by the angels, running away.	▶️
97%	Running, run away, running, you'll...	▶️
95%	We beat the world around us, running out of our time We walk the same line, we see the same sun, fade away to the wind We walk the same line	▶️
99%	I peel the skin off my face like exposed to sydney's delay. My travels can destroy you, but unfortunately I have no idea where I've been. In the prison of my mind, a bunch of devices, spoons and speakable horrors to my friends. Bloodstains on my hands did not be washed away. I'm not losing it at last, you have to find myself inside or out of the furnace. I'm on the ground, all running to war in the first direction. There's no reason I have to take a few risks of your poisonous clothes and quartz from your veins. There's nothing left here to work for you, you can't handle that situation. I'm posing you inside or out. And your mere madness matters, and all that is left is a boring fucking mess.	▶️
97%	running away from the segments of your imagination in time you'll see the darkness and fuuuuuucks	▶️

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