: Julygiant magnolias
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sun setting over clay roofs
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once da Vinci’s home
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: Julygiant magnolias
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sun setting over clay roofs
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once da Vinci’s home
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cold thin wind blowing
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there is no sign of the sun
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warmth comes from within
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be my pincushion
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to be prodded with ideas
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and we’ll make them grow
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it can be daunting
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when you struggle to shine through
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but life finds a way
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:ancient town of Dor
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you reveal your old secrets
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layer by layer
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a little more time
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to find our way through the stones
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not too much to ask
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caught in autumn storms
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amongst Santorini’s domes
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he brought a small shell
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there is no joy left
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in your bright blue eyes
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you have seen too much
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let the feeling go
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waves under the still water
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it was never there
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it came from within
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with our souls now wide open
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the future awaits
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the risks that we take
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the dreams that we dare to follow
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keep our souls breathing
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tall verdigris spires
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set against the dark grey clouds
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Uppsala Sunday
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in such stark contrast
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the food on my plate and yours
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time will equalise
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suddenly you’re gone
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this world perhaps never yours
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it remains unreal
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little bit of love
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little bit of poetry
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go such a long way
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in my blue bubble
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I am protected from the harshness
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of the outside world
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at the ancient wall
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I observe a bar mitzvah
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a boy to a man
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