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One lead rose
One fell swoop
Un-fin-ished
Bus Down-town

Thought for the year,
still un-clear
What vin-tage,
Sunday's best

But what's the point
If it doesn't leave your sight
But what's the point
If it doesn't leave your sight
But what's the point..

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