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I Was Stopped at a Red Light When I Heard You for the First Time
I was stopped at a red light when i heard you for the first time, dancing on the steering wail. Pledla o, great mano ataapaaa a a eaatoe tabo. You were the rhythm of my mother's laugh and her mother's before hertat. The sorrow of the reed flute, how it sings of its separation from the river.
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