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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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