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Damn Garden

Autumn is here,

once again my garden is covered in leaves, you see it's surrounded by trees,

every November I pick them up,

every November I pick them up, 

every November I pick them up,

I could have been a singer, a roofer, I could have been the man fixing your computer, but that damn garden is covered in leaves, so I better go and pick them up, while I'm down on my luck

 

◄ Ghosts are the past

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