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Where did I put me green top hat? Ah, there it is on top of me green bureau. I wonder what Mrs. Leprechaun is cooking today. I really hope ...
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When I write, I am a bird I am free, I let go I let myself fly The wind whipping in my ears My hair flapping around like wings My...
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There is turmoil in my dreams and my mind is soon astir. The cool touch of metal singes my arm and I jolt up, only to be barred down at the...
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