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That kiss from the past
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A Robin's call has stumbled on a rock
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My ship stopped, I've come upon this country
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Chin buried in the collar of my overcoat
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It rains, / and the people of my house look depressed
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Those days I didn't even notice
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Rouge vendors come
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Parched throat ashen, while sobering up
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Come to think of it
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Let down, I stood in the hall
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