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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7a1QQkbbj7
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡorkt5mbiv0
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGuPog9f5Jf
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxgR4Du8IeB
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9Qp89VVNiF
In every note, a story unfolds, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKe095UvPIt
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTV4r2m2FwB
In the melodies, they all belong, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ80sdWxoBbA
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1iy9PQqezi
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGe29zLNscL
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxQdQm1LjO7
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqJPIWESPYb
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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