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Fare Well long black braids swing in your arms as you lift me high we laugh and quiet for a moment the dry wind carries away your thoughts my one serious your eyes overwhelm me with a feeling you hold me with the intensity of never letting go.
long black braids swing
in your arms
as you lift me high
we laugh
and quiet
for a moment
the dry wind
carries away your thoughts
my one
serious your eyes
overwhelm me
with a feeling
you hold me
with the intensity
of never letting go.
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