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  • Be Mine

    I have no fame or riches
    I come with empty hands
    Myself, I offer you
    Though fate turns and hisses

    Be mine, be mine 
    I cry desperately
    My voice drowning in the wind
    As fate, draws the line

    I try over and over
    To pass the line
    With no change
    I'm left lying in a field of clovers

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