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Autumn rhythm, sweet submission |
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And the cheekbones you bequeathed |
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Is it over? Is it ever? |
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Till they sell the air they breathed |
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The stars are dead although they still shine |
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In Charlotte's conversations |
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Love's old sweet song |
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The epilogue to Charlotte's conversations |
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I learnt insanity and sweet vanity |
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Cases related to history |
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Did I choose this? Now can I lose this? |
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Selfish blues to posterity |
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You don't need a book to read |
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You don't need a song to sing |
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You don't need a book to read |
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You don't need me |
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Was it only empty pockets |
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That brought me here to you? |
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From the back room to the honeymoon suite |
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The sour perfection grew |
