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Myrtus




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"Broken Chords"
now i’ve been crazy couldn’t you tell
i threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell
and i ran back to that hollow again
the moon was just a sliver back then
and i ached for my heart like some tin man
when it came oh it beat and it boiled and it rang…it’s ringing
gregory alan isakov, the stable song

If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream;
William Shakespeare
A Midsummer Night's Dream
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