A Story Out of the Blue
Trumpeting in the morning glories Vining heavenly while the sun rises Along the road little wolves wear their bonnets Strolling in the woods a whisper forget me not the sky Finding a silent ancient lake of salient bells button holes moored along the banks Bachelors wait for a lovers to return while little sages by the prairie rock are thinking of a long life with you as the stony gifts spread grace ward
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