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Being starved,
But not without means,
A shadow plays a change across her face,
I came in her hand and knew right then
It was time to leave Portland - every
100 miles is a feather in your cap, 30
feathers gets you an oil change, have you
seen our catalogue? Don't cry
tears for the wicked, you'll need
the moisture.
There's a drought coming.
Now's the time for us all to
come together and learn the five things of
value: friends, because they can be betrayed;
hearts, as they can be broken; homes,
because they can be left, and burned;
hopes, they can be dashed, and dreams, for
they can be chased,
and chased.