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Wait 'til a blue moon stands against a blue sky, And the roar of the cars and wind going by Makes the edge of town feel like the edge of the world, Only then, will I listen to your complaints of loneliness.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 4:40 PM UTC
Undeserving of Pity
Wait 'til a blue moon stands against a blue sky, And the roar of the cars and wind going by Makes the edge of town feel like the edge of the world, Only then, will I listen to your complaints of loneliness.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 4:40 PM UTC
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