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Oh Wind!
i am just a twig...
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I flew to aeon
when a fleeting butterfly...
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Brutal. Another lover
too. Four-letter words kill...
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Black bull stands steaming
in the daylight...
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I keep asking myself,
will it ever get better...
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We reached our final destination, just outside a...
Right by the camping area, was a very old stony...
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Leaf
1 by Jemia de Blondeville
We had our boat at the ready, we named it LEAF
And were pushing it out, onto the river...
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(old one)
They conspired against songs...
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Blackamoor singing
and his teeth brighten the room...
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sing your song –
you’ve took up residence in my heart long...
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Little lamb munching
on the sunset lawn before...
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and it’s summer again, your words still linger...
i don’t remember what was said, that much was...