.Was on a flight home fromâwell, it doesn't matter>Eleven hours, a million thoughts were gathered
And my mind kept racing to my garden of lavender>I wanted to get to them so they wouldn't die
When I got home, they were dry as weed
While the vines wrapped around them B-horror film gre.
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