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a little work, a little sleep, a little love and its all over.

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2001-10-30

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don't tell me, that you get sick of living... when the summer's so forgiving... although we have stolen all of the things that we thought we had owned then... have disappeared...have disappeared. all these things in flavour... won't do you no favours ... when the summer's light is fragrant with scents of returning... you relent, you resent, now you're burning for nothing to change.... "last good day of the year." cousteau
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