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Jan 2014
There are angels
In your angles
There's a low moon
Caught in your tangles
There's a ticking
At the sill
There's a purr of a pigeon
To break the still of day,
As on we go drowning
Down we float away
Away..
The Decemberists
witchy woman
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witchy woman  28/F/here, there & everywhere
(28/F/here, there & everywhere)   
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