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Long roads travel on Straw stroking my ankles Walk, my friend, walk. Tic toc of guitar hooves And I sigh with the summer With me, my companion, with me. The green takes a blanket over my eyes Dream of roads where you Walk, my love, walk Lost a mind Taken more with me With me, my dear, with me. Breath smells of warmth I smell of you Happy, my life, we are happy.
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 7:38 AM UTC
Living Roads
Long roads travel on Straw stroking my ankles Walk, my friend, walk. Tic toc of guitar hooves And I sigh with the summer With me, my companion, with me. The green takes a blanket over my eyes Dream of roads where you Walk, my love, walk Lost a mind Taken more with me With me, my dear, with me. Breath smells of warmth I smell of you Happy, my life, we are happy.
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 7:38 AM UTC
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