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before i thought of you you were there |
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breath and cloud |
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cloud diary, come saturday morning, i'm going away with my friend. |
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in the clover |
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post bath |
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dumpster of patriots |
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golden touch |
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happy? well, yeas, haha, i guess i am! |
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water muse |
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lavender time |
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murmur aria |
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enuf's a feast |
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The Feelies, Only Life |
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quiet friends |
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instrumental |
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souls |
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smiling tears |
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soft belly |
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a song gone round the world. |
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sphinx as a boy. |
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swallowing sigh |
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tell me before i leap |
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the devil and the city |
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the duduk will make my sad sound for me. |
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the god of orphans is an orphan god. |
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thy brain ith an ambivalent passenger. |
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tonka aloof |
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tonka brewing cloud tea |
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tonka looking at me |
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my trunk of burden, buried at the bottom of the lagoon, bubbles now and then. |
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pachydermous |
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we breathe into trees breathe into clouds |
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yeas u may |
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copp's diary. you don't see tadpoles anymore. |
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