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Remember the night you first saw all the stars reaching out to you a circle of friends dancing in the light by a breezy fire flames bend and lick the bottom of an iron *** full of magic potion spilling over your lips down your wrists and arms raised high to feel, to show life is here down by the roots of trees so tall you must fly to see the top and fly we will as we soar through the forest laughing out loud we leave behind a place and time where nothing is real
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 12:30 AM UTC
Teenage Ritual
Remember the night you first saw all the stars reaching out to you a circle of friends dancing in the light by a breezy fire flames bend and lick the bottom of an iron *** full of magic potion spilling over your lips down your wrists and arms raised high to feel, to show life is here down by the roots of trees so tall you must fly to see the top and fly we will as we soar through the forest laughing out loud we leave behind a place and time where nothing is real
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 12:30 AM UTC
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