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Clifford the big red stab wound - Your Arms Are My Cocoon
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Clifford the big red stab wound Your Arms Are My Cocoon

Clifford the big red stab wound - Your Arms Are My Cocoon
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Right now I'm playing
With the idea of growing up
There are leaves in the basement
Each inscribed with a passage
Reading back fond memories
Crunching under small feet and Austin clouds
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