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Sounds better than Spanish

Pouring madness into teacups

Weeping daily for the return of summer

Relinquish, forgive, summer

Washed up love on a bed of lies

Impelled by the weird sisters

Into someone else’s destiny

I have got a mental block

Can’t think of the rhyme

So you’ll have to wait til next time

A mi...

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