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We strolled along The Path, The sunlight guiding our trail. We clenched our bleeding hearts, From pouring into ourselves. In our silence we spoke, In our breaths, we awoke. In us, we found, The climbers of Willow Oak.
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We strolled along The Path, The sunlight guiding our trail. We clenched our bleeding hearts, From pouring into ourselves. In our silence we spoke, In our breaths, we awoke. In us, we found, The climbers of Willow Oak.
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