May nothing but happiness come through your door...
you're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence you made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since. if she comes circling back we'll end where we'd begun like two pennies on the train track the train crushed into one If I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken open seed if I come without a thing, then I come with all I need no boat out in the blue, no place to rest your head, the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead
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