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Written in the sand Is a message of hope;
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As I step into the water,1
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The man in the purple robe, He tells me this is how it is.
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I pour poison in your ear drizzle it on your eyes
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Sitting upon a ring of fire, it begins to sizzle;
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Hurry, hurry! I hear the whistle of the horn.
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I saw a little boy in the park today And wondered if he had your face.
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At the Moulin Rouge, there’s a room of swinging chandeliers and plowed fields of velvet where onlookers’ gazes float to an oak platform lit
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I wish I could tell you
Why you woke up alone
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I am going to take this moment to tell you that clicking on these song lyrics will be an utter waste of your time.
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I wish I could tell you that I’m sorry-- But remorse is the last thing on my mind.1
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“No, please. Please don’t take my little girl.”
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Toss a penny in the fountain
Make a wish on that shooting star
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I'm typically not one to give updates on my writing, but I've decided to do it at least once. Can't hurt, right?1
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In the bustling city of New York, there are dancers in tan leotards and walking in blistered shoes competing for a spot on the world’s most
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Lights are blinding. Hoots and hollers are deafening.
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Sleep, honey, get some rest. 1
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Paperback Aromas
(from The Winter Room by Gary Paulsen)1
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Like the soul needs the guidance of a higher spirit,1
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Love, The greatest paradox1
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During the progressing dark After the fading shimmer
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Yes, it's that idiot. Again...
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It was then he came knocking, Although it never crossed my mind there could be someone at the door. It was then he came knockin
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Let's see. It's been a long while since people have seen me up on that stage lit up by blinding beams of light. Years, in fact. If I rememb
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Hello stranger,
Won't you come in?
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