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| 7 Mary 3 Miscellaneous Tug Little miss runs away. Didn't think you would ever come back. As I turned my head. I find my newest complication. She won't run. Won't fall. She don't talk to. Anyone at all. Am I your sleepless dream? Can I whisper soft advice? Am I the wind rush through the trees? Turning leaves of observation. She won't run. And won't fall. She don't talk to. Anyone at all. River rushes towards. A south city left behind. The Tug is moving at a walking pace. Slithering up her spine. I won't run. I won't fall. I don't talk to. Anyone at all. |
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