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Midas Words are objects that I hold Mold To reach higher Might be holding Keys to Locks deemed unbreeched tighter Since hoes Young and old Inspired me
Larkspur Falls I broke all the rules Larkspur Falls Splintered branches, hands outstretched The wardens of the path unbreeched Silence yourself and through
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