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How well he played his instrument that trees stopped blowing.                                               So well even streams stopped flowing.                                      Oh how he loved his wife so much.                                             He wouldn't let anyone dare to touch.                                                          Bitten by a snake his wife dies.                 Oh how much pain the man cries.         How enthusiastic he was to save his wife.                                                 He carried no weapons not even a knife.                                                         On one condition the wife could be saved.                                               But she was so stubborn she wouldn't behave.                                 She slipped forever back into the shades.                                                     And is now forever in the ancient graves.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
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How well he played his instrument that trees stopped blowing.                                               So well even streams stopped flowing.                                      Oh how he loved his wife so much.                                             He wouldn't let anyone dare to touch.                                                          Bitten by a snake his wife dies.                 Oh how much pain the man cries.         How enthusiastic he was to save his wife.                                                 He carried no weapons not even a knife.                                                         On one condition the wife could be saved.                                               But she was so stubborn she wouldn't behave.                                 She slipped forever back into the shades.                                                     And is now forever in the ancient graves.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
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