Declining it at last
Would you mind repeating
He'd since taken her
For me there may come a life
To a boarding school
With the gift of a life
Shiny and dreaming
Dreaming and shining
There they stayed for a while
Put that doorway back
Smoke the night before
In this effortless immobility
To get better, that this
It was just a thought
Sensibly habituated
Communicate pleasure
Sensibly habituated
Communicate pleasure
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