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For Better Days
Better days are wasted when the moon comes round
Far-flung in its glory days the sun goes down
Ripples upon the river reflect its heartache
Of Sunset and Summer long since ignored
For better days are wasted by the light of the moon
For better days are wasted when your blood does pool
Far-flung in its glory days the sun goes down
Ripples upon the river reflect its heartache
Of Sunset and Summer long since ignored
For better days are wasted by the light of the moon
For better days are wasted when your blood does pool
Published 16th Sep 2020
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