The Fallen Fruit

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Bittersweet young woman singing, To the ones who came before us, the golden ones who were lifted on a wing, We had no idea the dreams we had were far too big, we will walk together, Psychedelic garlands in our hair, Through the halls of splendour where the apple trees grew, You'll leave us dancing, We'll ...

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