I want to make a park and live on it I don't know anyone in the city That understands this part like you do I'm leaving it here I'm going to walk away But with the park and the dogs The birds and the...
Let me walk a while alone Among the sacred rocks and stones Let me look in vain belief Upon the beauty of each leaf. There is green in every glade The tree tops lean providing shade Maypoles spin in...
Why would he come back through the park? You thought that you saw him, but no you did not It's not him who come across the sea to surprise you Not him who would know where in London to find you With...

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you know how when light hits a prism it divides into a spectrum of colors? well, it's the same with people. i don't mean they're different colors. well, they are, but i mean in the bright light of...

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