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Once dressed for fame she tore her leg and little did we know that on her head among these thorns her ladies can't be found the flower was a gentle soul she wore a frown of light and wondrous moon and often times at night the world would follow me to school... lovers lost in Shakespeare and melded minds ado take my iron hand and come to harbour land where mighty winds do follow and mighty things do land has anyone seen my shoe??? | |||||||||||||||||
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