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Oh Mary contrary How does your garden grow? When you always die tomorrow Oh Mary contrary Tell me, what flower did you sow? Does its seed come from your sorrow? Oh Mary contrary Can you hear me? When I offered my hand And told you come with me? Oh Mary contrary I‘m afraid Am I too late? Does the flower already dead? Oh Mary contrary Can you see? Now you are finally free
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Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
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Oh Mary contrary How does your garden grow? When you always die tomorrow Oh Mary contrary Tell me, what flower did you sow? Does its seed come from your sorrow? Oh Mary contrary Can you hear me? When I offered my hand And told you come with me? Oh Mary contrary I‘m afraid Am I too late? Does the flower already dead? Oh Mary contrary Can you see? Now you are finally free
"Oh Mary contrary how does your garden grow" - Secret Garden
mp-martinez
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Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
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