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Hiding from the heat wave, it's a lot of waiting Nowadays we always wait
Happy to be carefree, do tell? Just round the bend, so shall it be
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Reapers at end, so shall it be Maybe we flee to the bells
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lyrics from Avery Tare's Sweepers Grin (in a different order) =w=














