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| who goes in the holes? |
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| back to earth |
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| barney came out on his own power to find me today. this after being found stuck in the bathroom, pads bloodied from scrabbling after i left him last time. now he has his food in the office. |
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| bette davis is bizarre and so human bondage |
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| the zone surveyor |
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| a boot |
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| copp on landing |
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| copp follows pat around |
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| i make him do a loop and rejoin the birders to give them a break. |
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| copp swims through the crunchy surface surprised by ice. |
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| enchanted by robins |
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| ghost bird |
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| haunt |
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| lost without you |
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| i've never danced with anyone who dances like you. |
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| earth rocking |
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| koi pond. i see one lone koi surviving. |
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| krumpin' |
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| lift the stones. carry water. |
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| middle east the latest wild west and who wins the motherfuckers with the mostest biggest meanest guns. |
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| no stinkin problem |
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| oh happy day |
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| oh happy day |
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| there's one who loves and one who's loved and we are both |
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| pretty women can be so cold |
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| i pulled up |
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| reprieval |
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| another landing |
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| tidepool |
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| what are we doing here. |
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| when you don't throw he digs. |
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| wood writing. let me bring you songs from the wood. |
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