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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0DDkpSRiBw
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN5td9zg0Gh
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ159QINKTac
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPcBqpgBAqj
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡguGyL2ZLGz
In every note, a story unfolds, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1If6meZnRV
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzstdLUvQT4
In the melodies, they all belong, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTiK9Ht55Yg
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLwB6IfytWU
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpluHf5kzG9
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwWQCJl6WXB
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4uYxBKQxg
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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