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LONDON
Forgotten abode of peace
And cemetary of the elite
Weymouth, Porthsmouth and
Lancaster
And all Wessex
Attend to my plea
About my about forty passions
London
The baby sleeps well
Sound and void of all fears
London
It's exactly four on the
dot.
And cemetary of the elite
Weymouth, Porthsmouth and
Lancaster
And all Wessex
Attend to my plea
About my about forty passions
London
The baby sleeps well
Sound and void of all fears
London
It's exactly four on the
dot.
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LONDON
LONDON