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| Doar |
we run onto a highway past the ruins of a stuck survival, and we leave all of our thoughts tears left in the flying under the beam of light is this true of light of this love growing young where you will be my chance in a lifetime beating within me strumming and singing in the rain, performing upon the lips meeting a warm lost road like the boughs drying watching a sad occurance living hard, and ready, but the neon lights are all we can see. . |
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