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whereareyou
The dreams I have start
As a bud
Which grows to a leaf
Then a vine, thick
And charming like the cobra,
Come take my ear
Or mouth or heart or even
My song
As a bud
Which grows to a leaf
Then a vine, thick
And charming like the cobra,
Come take my ear
Or mouth or heart or even
My song
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