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pretty bird lostoh, sheltered little box of maple i am the spider you will never kill the wood-grained ghost sleeping by your pillow screaming so loudly for forgiveness as you sink beneath the sea of cotton and saltpretty bird lost
oh, please have some heart grow a spine i am just the callus underneath your fingers but still i never heal
oh, medicine man come cure my ills i am shaking in my heavy boots and sunken in this
river of reeds
oh, and isn't it just a lovely secret of the tangles you soak in my hair of the moon's tales it tells me &
Kit's garden
Thank you very much for faving!
Greetings, Marco
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