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I am alone in a box of stone

When all is said and done

As the wind blows to the east from the west

Unto this bed, my tears have their solemn rest

I am lonely, alone in a box of stone

They claim they loved me but they all lying

I am lonely, alone in a box of my own

And this is the place I now belong

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Cornerstone, Benjamin Clementine