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Feb 2020
I couldn't bear to split the humble pie,
Now these hopeful waters run me dry
It's so hard just to try

I couldn't bear to share my cross with you
I'm sure you have your crosses too,
And I need one of us to make it

Two's a team,
Three's a crowd,
Me, myself, and I
can't figure out
Who gon' walk the plank
We flip a coin,
It's flyin' off the boat,

We jump after it.
Henley
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Henley
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       Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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