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Wade around
Another rustling sound
Found on the banks
Makes you swoon
When sharp as the crescent moon
Her smile snakes
Next To The Stream
Next To The Stream
Pretty please
Beneath the Cypress tress
That silence leaves and shakes
Kick a can
Off a cliff and then
Hit the hay
Next To The Stream
Next To The Stream
Well, it's something else
When you lose yourself
And a peace so swell is found
Out past late
Lingering at heavens gate
Wait around
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