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Magnolia
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well its the end of the dream
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that started on green metal
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she whispered and the wind shook
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the Magnolia seeded limp in winter
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well she twisted round the cage
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and she twisted round the cage
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and slipped out into the shaking night
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and only shuffled cloth hanging
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in the quickness of her leaving
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only shuffled cloth hanging
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in the hastiness of her flight
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Magnolia
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