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Jul 2016
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< Yeah >

Ain't it NOW !

She has a dream


//

The crippled boy

A better day

""""

where are YE girl !

Ain't Ya gotΒ Β somethin to say ?

//

Cops knocking at the door

Ain't ya got somethin ta say ?

////

Gently

Soft and red blood

Looking like

A broken hearted girl's

On the street

Where once children

Used to play

And truly find pure love

Without the games

And the masquerade

\\


Hippie song

Ya know

The one that makes ya afraid

FREE LOVE !

( ya call it an evil thing ! )

ONE WITH NATURE
ONE WITH GOD

( ya call it an evil thing !! )

//

The road to the hill

Come

Let's walk along

I'll see you there

At the foot of the hill



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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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