The thread is tugging hard
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The refugee from Love's not his own
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The rainy window tears
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The seeds of grass confusion sown
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The bait is laid at hand
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The deal is much too good to miss
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Lucifer sees a stray
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And waits to mark him with his kiss
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We walk the golden thread
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And keep out footing firm and away
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If you trip, I'll fall
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You'll do the same for me one day
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Golden Thread
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