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My Broken Bridge To Her Heart
I Find Myself In Those Cobbled Streets
Do Come To See Your Man Go Gray
When We Become, Soil, Air, Rain, And Sun
A Child’s Play, Baked In Clay
A Child’s Play, Baked In Clay
Enigma Of My Growing Old
Enigma Of My Growing Old
In The Nooks And Corners Of The Past
Last Mile To Eternity …
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