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Postcards and letters |
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T-shirts and sweaters |
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Passports and |
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Parkas Mobiles and chargers |
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Two tennis rackets |
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Blue Rizla packets |
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A new sheep-skin jacket |
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I lost it all |
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All through my life there have been |
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Many rare and precious things |
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I have tried to call mine |
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But I just cannot seem |
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To keep hold of anything |
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For more than a short time |
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Possessions of a sentimental kind |
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They were mine, now they're not |
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Gym-kits and trainers |
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Asthma inhalers |
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Silk-cuts and |
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Bennies Ten-packs and twenties |
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C-class narcotics |
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Antibiotics |
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The holes in my pockets |
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I lost it all |
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All that I'd like is to know |
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Just where do those lost things go? |
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When they slip from my hands |
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Then one night in a dream |
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I passed through a sheepskin screen |
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To a green, pleasant land |
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I found them all piled up into the sky |
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And I cried tears of joy |
