fame
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Emily’s List
You don’t know how to have me,This matchstick girl’s dream of fire,The circus dancing around you, The fame that gets you higher and higher. I don’t want you to fall beloved, Tell the preacher I’m keeping herUp there in the rarified air –This wish in my hands forever. Let go of my balloon Our lies…
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Collage Degrees
Virginia says I’ve got to be looking out,For the little girl wandering in the valley,Still bringing up water for his sacred cow, Thinks to herself the grass is greener somehow. So she took a ride down to Berkeley square, Where the devil confessed he always played fair, And I mistook a nightingale for a dream,…
A Fantazien Window 