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You lead me to this rite Reading your soul, a song that I should write. Running time, light your bright. Through the beauty in your eye, my flesh in your bite just by wisdom of your right, knowing that you make me feel just high as the sky, hoping I may be your knight.
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Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
break white light
You lead me to this rite Reading your soul, a song that I should write. Running time, light your bright. Through the beauty in your eye, my flesh in your bite just by wisdom of your right, knowing that you make me feel just high as the sky, hoping I may be your knight.
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Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
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