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The Promise Ring The Horse Latitudes

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. Miette. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Migalha.
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Some nights my room's dark, and her lips wet with tea. And second-hand ocean air. Breaking ice into my drinking glass, drinking glasses to break the

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. Mineral Point. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Mineral Point.
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Butterfly kissing you by the river, where it started. Sandy strands of dishwater hair and raspy whispers of cotton-picked fields, off-white, under dry

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. Saturday. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Sábado.
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She drank white wine. Makes me want to marry her memories, madly. And she slept across the ocean as we crossed the ocean. And I got cross with the ocean

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. I Never Trusted The Russians. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Eu nunca confiei Os russos.
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Yeah I'm eatin' but I'm losing weight again. Like I could faint, faint and fade away

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. E. Texas Ave.. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. E. Texas Ave..
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Your house chased smells of sweets and cakes, strolled down around the bend. After rain, rising, springing. Aspiring to be a hill. I'd hang my hat in

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. Scenes From Parisian Life. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Cenas da vida parisiense.
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The sun comes up a little later, so you can drink a little longer. I wish I had a dream last night, so half the time you'd be here. I'm on your vine

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. Watertown Plank. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Watertown Plank.
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diving in. Tornado country beat Allen lumber into mud ponds, sinking in. my ears are ringing I keep hearing summer setting, I keep hearing my ears ringing

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Promise Ring (The). The Horse Latitudes. A Picture Postcard. Promise Ring (O). A Latitudes Cavalo. Um cartão-postal.
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If I put my hands to your stomach, or put my lips to your hand. Birmingham has gone to motors. Take me home, keep your eyes on the road. So don't forget

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