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From the wrinkles on my forehead
To the mud upon my shoe
Everything's a memory
With strings that tie to you
In my dream I'm often running
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From the wrinkles on my forehead
To the mud upon my shoe
Everything's a memory
With strings that tie to you
In my dream I'm often running
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