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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAB0L1octOzv
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAYNP0XjZ0rW
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAUF0AoUmV1M
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAv5IDFmKJlB
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 169Please respect copyright.PENANABboxA5rtrF
In every note, a story unfolds, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAmRvXkpZubL
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAZ1X4OC8lI1
In the melodies, they all belong, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAmv5oCOdLn1
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAmtILSkyVCu
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAMZzXNfrA8L
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 169Please respect copyright.PENANABRI30HCBT1
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 169Please respect copyright.PENANAy1b5okTYf4
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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