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StarGazer
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Pypes Of Psychosomatis
I brushed past a willow And aught night be Blackest pitch It decided not its fare Settling quietly Back in commune
For the Song had changed This hour Father, thy sacred breath brings Colors to my ears
I inspire of your creations
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Golden demeans The greatest treasures Lay green and such Tended by elfin hands Lives blown in his harmonies
Aura and spine vibrate In choral voice Lattice-like pitches pass through And build me a living ley My being, the fabric The point of return
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