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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAbGZUY41xMR
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 145Please respect copyright.PENANA9iwnqGkpXf
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAb2CIgRx2oR
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 145Please respect copyright.PENANA8peqVIPysN
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAdKavE09yAQ
In every note, a story unfolds, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAz2b1GQaaxv
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAASrbpkE2wE
In the melodies, they all belong, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAWLXLVkbnHO
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAvjDa1ZNe5a
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAf4fVCbBBPs
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAT27WUEVV7C
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 145Please respect copyright.PENANAFT5OQfR7kt
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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