Oceans crash the sands. Another time.
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Take a backwards glance
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But where must we, where must we stand?
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The stavesail meant to last. But were we here? Were we here?
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My life is not my own. It was bought for me.
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Oceans crash the sands. Another time.
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Take a backwards glance
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But where must we, where must we stand?
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The stavesail meant to last.
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But were we here? Were we here?
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Stavesail
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| The Beautiful Mistake |
