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I heard your eyes their whispered echo Through my halls Up to my walls They said sweet nonsense or maybe profound spicy and a dash of sorrow Was it trust you said That could be here To take a hand Make your new land Then tell me That your eyes are mine
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 10:45 PM UTC
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I heard your eyes their whispered echo Through my halls Up to my walls They said sweet nonsense or maybe profound spicy and a dash of sorrow Was it trust you said That could be here To take a hand Make your new land Then tell me That your eyes are mine
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 10:45 PM UTC
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