Flowerbed
She celebrates each morning with a passing smile Above her window sill She paints a portrait of herself and leaves it to dry upon A dusty shelf She peels the summer off her skin and questions every...
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And all the sky is turning blue If I could only get past you Then I would know what we've got here Maybe see where we live If I could only rearrange with you Soldier the plans and try to change Then I...
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