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Cycle of Life

Flotsam and jetsom and blueberry jam nobody knows in the world who I am running through tears on the way down your cheek under the lilly pads down by the creek gushing like clockwork up to the light in fountains predictable each day and night cycle of life from the clouds to the sea I'm here when you need me come drink deep and see.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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