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I took a walk and
realised
this is a dying fleck of love,
this is a dying fleck of love,
about a fleeting man,
and a flying woman,
taking steps into the woods,
trying to remember the days,
when the moon was full.
and a flying woman,
taking steps into the woods,
trying to remember the days,
when the moon was full.
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