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| caring more |
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| anus mirabilus 2014 copp and i found the secret org canis stupensis. |
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| everything |
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| exult (this is what i cannot explain) |
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| fear not though you are afraid |
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| fear not |
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| fallen giant |
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| rises |
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| gypsy violin |
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| how small |
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| how we came and came |
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| wishes were trees |
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| in a springy wood |
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| laughing eyes |
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| light, tenor |
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| may |
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| might i find that friend today |
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| continuing orientation |
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| outcast |
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| red tube |
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| seeking |
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| shaking |
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| the tree |
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| the black shoe |
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| so you wanna get married, ok, cheuse. |
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| spooning on the forking path |
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| the archer |
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| the outlaw's home. |
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| richard portal waggoner |
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| we passed this way |
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| we saw |
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| and smelled the path the animals left with our eyes |
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| what would they name me stranger now |
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| you. and me. |
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