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The next train you depart on
will hold the scent of cane fields and...
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Please listen
Cold and barren is this land...
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Mrs. Lowe has two pianos;
with one she's taught five generations...
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He stood proud
five-eleven in bare feet...
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A river ran along my cheek.
Past lips that tremble but dare not speak...
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In a sun-scorched field
he stands...
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Last night I had dreams of Amsterdam.
Red lights, coffee shops, cannabis...
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I know you are in rehab (no no no)
and have been clean...
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There's something about your air
that makes my soul cling to you...
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Once upon a twilight,
I would prance across...
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Tonight, he'll make her beautiful
in the finest worry suits; all raw...
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One afternoon I waded waist deep through
yellow grass to the old apple tree and there...