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If I were to become a butterfly
Would you still look at me
Or regard me as the wind
Is your love this wicked
That you wish to pin down everything
So it will not be swept away by fragile time
Would you still look at me
Or regard me as the wind
Is your love this wicked
That you wish to pin down everything
So it will not be swept away by fragile time
Under the Mountain
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Does it matter why I wrote this ?
I doubt it
There is one thing that is certain
Tomorrow waits for me
That is certain
I'm going to FUCKING ART-SCHOOL
Ya can always ask me anything
I doubt it
There is one thing that is certain
Tomorrow waits for me
That is certain
I'm going to FUCKING ART-SCHOOL
Ya can always ask me anything
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