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Old Roads
I may clear my maw deep.
Orating the yore I had.
From your wakes until your sleeps.
And cough memories that I had.
From Daniel's yard to peak ridges.
We walked miles and miles.
Before...
Orating the yore I had.
From your wakes until your sleeps.
And cough memories that I had.
From Daniel's yard to peak ridges.
We walked miles and miles.
Before...
