Wednesday, June 1, 2016

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I sunk in the sun my pen and wrote lyrics
People gathered around me, staring, searching the secrets of birth
It started raining, blowing, to thunder
People running naughty, shouting that I was to blame for the panic
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Lionara S.t.m.o.l
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