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there's a hole in the sky that the birds fly through, and I want to fly too...
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I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know
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leave the garden tools in the rusted shed
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tree line
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fence from the car
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love snow days.
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Toby in the snow
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For all of you...
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In the afternoon
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Death Becomes Her
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Today...
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One Hour of Peace and Quiet
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And the fairy said..."but Peter, do you not love me anymore?"
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While My Guitar Gently Weeps
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I am a ghost even to myself...
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can you hear the whispers?
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Sometimes I forget even the smallest detail
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When I think of you...
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Fall has finally fell
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It was a dark and moonless night...
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Pear post Picnik
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Rework...out of complete and total boredom.
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TfL #51
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I had a song for this...
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Sometimes it's annoying