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I wish I had someone to make crepes for Who'll eat them when they're cold And borrow the hands that make them learning what they're never told To care for when they fail And laugh at when they're old Across the sky we'll sail Hear time tick as the world grows ever sold Infinity in a flat cake
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
Someone to Make Crepes For
I wish I had someone to make crepes for Who'll eat them when they're cold And borrow the hands that make them learning what they're never told To care for when they fail And laugh at when they're old Across the sky we'll sail Hear time tick as the world grows ever sold Infinity in a flat cake
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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