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With you I can see, the beauty that life beholds; it worries me now.             Trapped within the skies, little cat you cannot fly. Just a mere mammal           My heart swoons for you, human creature made of clay. Alchemy my bane.
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
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With you I can see, the beauty that life beholds; it worries me now.             Trapped within the skies, little cat you cannot fly. Just a mere mammal           My heart swoons for you, human creature made of clay. Alchemy my bane.
Gypsytroubadour
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
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