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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAu5V2KX4noi
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 197Please respect copyright.PENANALjgojpULKv
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAnPSjQ2Raeg
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAJJVwAzpxtO
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAr4X79Iu21C
In every note, a story unfolds, 197Please respect copyright.PENANA74dxNQO7JJ
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAmb7CaGqndo
In the melodies, they all belong, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAYi7oHaMZXW
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 197Please respect copyright.PENANATCneMQ9Yg9
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAhDlWZRtJwx
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 197Please respect copyright.PENANAaiJcdP1GnN
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 197Please respect copyright.PENANA2sSq9gfQID
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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