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I can¡¯t find her
Just shadows on the wall
A net full of holes
Can¡¯t prove anything at all
Memory is beautiful
Her flesh is not in front of me
I want to comfort
The girl I never see

Where has she gone
She¡¯s out there all alone
Hidden faces turn
Begin the memory burn
When will she find me

Thin and withered
Red dress turned to pink
Thought I heard her laughing
In books of blue black ink
I don¡¯t think she¡¯s in there
Just an unresponsive smile
No, I can¡¯t see her dancing
I¡¯ve been looking all the while

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The Chase
Hungry Lucy

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