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there is an old cliché under your Monet

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The hid are out, out for the year It's a lot of face, a lot of crank air

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You don't know I won't lie, one of these days you'll belong

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And I know There's an ocean between us

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Your hair blows, the grass grows Sun yellow, cloudless blue Can't you tell, green angel How I love you ? She's my lady of the flowers She's a sweet herb with a healing way

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