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[randaroo]

blue, blue caravan
winding down to the valley of lights
my true love is a man
who would hold me for ten thousand nights

in the wild, wild wailing of wind
he's a house 'neath a soft yellow moon
so blue, blue caravan
won't you carry me down to him soon

blue, blue caravan
won't you drive away all of these tears
for my true love is a man
that i haven't seen in

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[faelyrist]

I'm glad to see that you are continuing to enjoy Vienna Teng's work :)

[cerulean_sky]

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