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I sought my God in Ender I sought my God real hard Who'd of thought my creator Was some guy named OS Card?
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My brother breathes threats in the night; My other brother cries. My fingers type to serve the first While the latter's spirit dies.
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While walking in the woods alone I found a squir-rabbit, staked to the ground Eviscerated from it's head to it's heart My brother is evil and knows no bound.
[So Valentine is bad at identifying small furry animals as well as poetry.]
The battleroom waits for him They won't let me come Survival will rest on him My little third son.
To satisfy government voices we made Andrew, my baby, so solemn and grave He knows he was wanted for he might be "Please tell him he's treasured Please promise." "Daily."
When can I stop thinking about where he is? When can I stop crying Stop reaching For him. I have to let go He's gone from our home I have to let go Like Hannah, I'm alone.
My Ender, my baby You were born out of love Forgive me, my baby You're too far above.
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I can not talk to the germs Or understand their Other Its like the time I tried to think Like my elder brother.
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