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tripping up, falling down
wheel me down by the meadow
rising moon has hid the stars
i have had one fear in my life
beautiful, tragical faces
in and of itself
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
god
why do
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
just as my fingers on these keys
there's one that i once loved so much

 



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