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Dec 2014
run, run
     run, run
            run, run
                 run, run,
                           far
                              far
                           ­      away

                                     because we
                                          both know
                             here, we
                       do not
                 belong,
                      and maybe
                            that is why
                      when you and i
                look at the
                           trees we
                                   see lyrics
                     rather than
                                     l
                                        e
                     ­                     a
                                          ­   v
                                                 e
                                                     s
                                                        .
     ­                                                     .
-w.d.
willow martz
Written by
willow martz  the tall pine out back.
(the tall pine out back.)   
592
   --- and SPT
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