| In Pink and White |
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| April Rain |
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| The Wind is such a gossip |
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| I hunted heaven everywhere |
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| The Rhymes came in the rain |
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| At the end of the lane of joy and pain |
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| Out of the turbid pool of Night |
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| A Certain thought hath followed me |
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| You never see a bird alone |
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| In Ancient Greece |
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