A-bouts
it is
is something
nothing
when the adjacent
roads
to drive it
When birds
are singin' to a
very brilliant day
You say , my baby
- Can I _may ?
... Birds seek-around for the
insects
fields
still stay greenly
The clouds over're passing by
- Gimme forever bless of Night , - said
- Not-now . 0nly-baby
- Why , the clocks are steady circled out
of our time , - gimme a kiss
i need it please instead of Lie
- A g r e e
their lights 're a pale reflection of our good-advance disembarkation on-to the surface of the planet's called Neptune
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