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twin2
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The storms of life,
rise like the tide,
and spread across the countryside.
Like a train headed home,
or driving down a long, lonely road,
my heart is still home with you,
no matter what the seasons have put us through.
rise like the tide,
and spread across the countryside.
Like a train headed home,
or driving down a long, lonely road,
my heart is still home with you,
no matter what the seasons have put us through.
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