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You cant tell right from wrong Feigning truth is the best you can get Youve got no soul You didn't make the flowers or trees or marigold wine You're your own everydays sinner Your neither rich or poor You struggle to be on the same groove But one day you will be right is when your bread is baked by your beloveds hand
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Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 4:23 AM UTC
You cant tell right from wrong
You cant tell right from wrong Feigning truth is the best you can get Youve got no soul You didn't make the flowers or trees or marigold wine You're your own everydays sinner Your neither rich or poor You struggle to be on the same groove But one day you will be right is when your bread is baked by your beloveds hand
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61/M/croydon
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 4:23 AM UTC
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