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My Blond Dream 11

I wanna lay my head on your thighs without you i should just sigh I wanna feel your arm Your hair is my wheat farm If I never could reach you dreaming will not harm I'm tired of searching and not finding But in any cloud there is a silver lining Written in the year's longest night for my Blond Dream

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