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When the world is weary Your problems have converted Into a silver gold chorus Of pots and pans When your arms are tired Because of the wooden Hard grained electricity They carry Drop yourself Into an armchair Of silken iron and platinum And drink the splendors Of the barrier reef
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
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When the world is weary Your problems have converted Into a silver gold chorus Of pots and pans When your arms are tired Because of the wooden Hard grained electricity They carry Drop yourself Into an armchair Of silken iron and platinum And drink the splendors Of the barrier reef
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
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