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I saw her footprints on the sea |
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I knew her eyes were watching me |
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So I ventured further in my mind |
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In the hope that I would find |
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Tangerine trees and |
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Marmalade skies and |
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Plasticine porters with |
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Looking glass ties |
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My mind had formed a mental prison |
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I cried aloud no one would listen |
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Then floating through the heavy mist |
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My vision took a sudden twist |
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Tangerine trees and |
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Marmalade skies and |
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Plasticine porters with |
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Looking glass ties |
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Empty people stood in grey |
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Children laughing far away |
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An empty courtyard wept alone |
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Rain lashed down on darkened stone |
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An empty courtyard wept alone |
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Rain lashed down on darkened stone |
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Tangerine trees and |
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Marmalade skies and |
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Plasticine porters with |
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Looking glass ties |
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Tangerine trees and |
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Marmalade skies and |
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Plasticine porters with |
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Looking glass ties |
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A crystal glove points to the door |
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A threshold I had crossed before |
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On turning back all I could see |
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Were her footprints on the sea |
