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. . so, together, we’ll cover
a few more yards (words?)
. .
Just take home my gift
and have a light walk with me
O unhealthy crow
flying ain't good for you
O cloudy night
there is poison in all things
Darkness gone blind
Like him I shall be
Sadness
as a state
of the art.
Sad Lovers & Giants
with a name like that
you know it’s
gonna be good
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