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- 10:36 am
"And catch for thee girls of mild silver, or of furious gold"
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10:36 am"And catch for thee girls of mild silver, or of furious gold"
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- 9
- 05:50 pm
"I may seem to be a waste of apathy but I can be sweet too"
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- 11
- 03:43 pm
"Find your voice, do what it takes / make sure you make lots of mistakes"
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03:43 pm"Find your voice, do what it takes / make sure you make lots of mistakes"
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- 08:32 am
"Luscious-fruit and delicate-flower similes are third-date material at best"
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- 09:50 pm
"Let it take you apart to the elements of praying / till we are only playing to the firmament"
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09:50 pm"Let it take you apart to the elements of praying / till we are only playing to the firmament"
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- 06:19 pm
"The innocent children were buried seven or eight layers deep"
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- 08:34 am
"St. Praxed in a glory, and one Pan / Ready to twitch the Nymph's last garment off"
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- 08:06 am
"If we can stand up / when all else falls down / we'll last through the winter"
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08:06 am"If we can stand up / when all else falls down / we'll last through the winter"
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- 1: “i’mma wade, i’ma wave through the waters / tell the tide ‘don’t move’”
- 2: “seasons change and our love went cold / feed the flame ’cause we can’t let go / run away”
- 3: “love, i don’t like to see so much pain / so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away”
- 4: “But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes.”
- 5: “here is the church here is the steeple / you were looking for saints but you only found people”
- 6: “i’d like to save every day / till eternity passes away / just to spend them with you”
- 7: “and he said to the man running the stand / ‘hey! (pom pom pom) got any grapes?’”
- 8: “i just found this smile to think about you / you’re a saturday night far from the madding crowd”
- 9: “Only the querulous cricket grieves, / And shrilling locust weaves / A song of summer dead.”
- 10: “windy has stormy eyes / that flash at the sound of lies / and windy has wings to fly”
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