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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Uf2GhSvQ2
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpcg4qDCQiQ
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsbmIdzqQDI
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT70gNHhCxa
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX1ezpflSO0
In every note, a story unfolds, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRJNNis5M0v
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdHpmpI7PR3
In the melodies, they all belong, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoGEEZdM6lq
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT5p5u5IC0P
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoxxXEPergZ
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbW0QluMe6d
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH9XNtNEdcy
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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