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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN0wuQqdTrV
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJILPvLhrdR
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdMSlZ2HEPM
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2UZ6eBC1Yr
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIcH4sZyU6t
In every note, a story unfolds, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTXHGFVbnAl
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXpawj18znX
In the melodies, they all belong, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZez4udcQpE
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzyuYzStiRL
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzHagT4onqR
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV0MWdNOWny
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwVP2VKtKMJ
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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