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| Church The Blurred Crusade An Interlude "They're going to send you away" she said Psychic angels spread on the top of her head And in the compartments of my dread The rush hour crush travels home to bed "You never seem to hear" she smiled Statues tiptoe for a glimpse of the child The lawns are always lush and wild Spacious floors bejewelled and tiled "How are you getting home" she laughed Mermaids drowned but I clung to the raft It's just the water in the bath An interlude for the busy staff |
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