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The monuments were filled with squirrels
you were perched on the edge of an antique bedframe
summer was hitting on the bench
in the steep grass,
you were holding a mandolin
you never strummed it.
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The monuments were filled with squirrels
you were perched on the edge of an antique bedframe
summer was hitting on the bench
in the steep grass,
you were holding a mandolin
you never strummed it.
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