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woodpecker inelectricshoes

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woodpecker inelectricshoes

Abstract Drama

Painland

Painland

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Let me take you, to the painland,

Its short walk, hand in hand,

Your seats are being warmed and set,

You don't want to laze, be late,

Take my hand, I am a friend in need,

I'll show what you earned, indeed


You were born, you were raised,

You read books and got praised,

You made friends and got pets,

Fell in love and touché sunsets,


Now it's time, to learn the clock

It's just a couple of blocks

Know your tale, embrace the losses,

Look in the eyes and kiss the goddess,


Her nick is life and knack is you,

Time is up, you just didn't know,

Don't be scared, just hold my hand,

I am your ticket, to the painland


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