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last nite we ran away again to the sea cooled sands and sighing palms we danced to a melodic moon in a jasmine-scented june and we lay on a flower pressed bed where i whorshipped you at your alter this morning i woke with an empty hand why'd you leave before me tonite we'll run away again |
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mmmmmmm...
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