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2006-06-28 - 9:46 p.m. like a veil, like a veil, thrown over a weeping bush, a tree by a river rushing past. if you shiver close your arms and let the river rush on by, if you cry, close your eyes so you won't see. keep a smile on for me and baby one and one is three, until i trust you till you trust me oh oh baby, just for me.
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