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Clip not the blind of wings to let them soar
give them the tools a path your love to find...
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It was long ago
and memories now...
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(Despair)
In this my skin it's still empty here...
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Please Mr Sandman, come my way
before too dark the close of day...
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Feminine lips capture my heart.
Firing desire before we start...
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some times she would mumble
some say it was jumble...
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I have a new mobility scooter
with big wheels, lights and bag...
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A Mother's heart
there is no other...
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I can still feel the taste
of your skin...
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An age-old golden artist glows
as it meanders upon a journey...
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As I am rinsing off my face
tears are floating down the drain...
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The world was harsh and dismal,
Weighty storms upon times clock...