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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrSpF4PRz48
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLZWCMXtNul
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAr92C8Ko3z
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVj7UDQA5A4
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaGgYTx9123
In every note, a story unfolds, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYCJ6dPbHz3
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQW87kvlo09
In the melodies, they all belong, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy1HDj1r7Em
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfetZoR600e
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAbXxVz9FV0
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjV82o4wDEy
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCOXU3B1kir
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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