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They will know enmity, bitterness,
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the wrenching agony of the one splintering into the many.
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And then they will join the promised land,
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gathered on the wings of an angel.
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Not an end, but a beginning.
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Holy frak. Get him out of there. Go, go, go!
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Help us.
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Get him out of there! Come on!
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Help us.
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Cylons!
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Everybody out! Get out!
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This way. Let's go.