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When Birnam Wood shall come to Dunsinane / Only an utter simpleton will strain / Their mind and fail to…
When Birnam Wood shall come to Dunsinane / Only an utter simpleton will strain / Their mind and fail to…
Beloved sweetheart bastard. Not a day since then
/ I haven’t wished him dead. Prayed for it
/ so hard I’ve dark green pebbles…
Jesus wis a jyner – lang lang syne,
/ In Joseph’s shap, in Nazareth,
/ The laddie ser’d his time.
/
/ He wrocht the bonny…
Holly Golightly haunts the streets of New York.
Look into the distance. The girl is gone,
and each diamond is simply a star in the dark
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