Paper bags and shopping lists, All of many things to waste. Running down on every isle, and this heart waits for a while. Come home and settle down, It's almost cold outside now. So I made me a cup of tea, as I watch the day merrily.
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I lay down with a broken heart in my bed for it could not take the truth it so dread my eyes w e re wide open but truly I am blind, and now ...
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