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Beneath the ancient oak, where shadows play, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡchVVptxO5K
Lyra sits, her guitar on display, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe0MN3LGAUK
Strumming chords that tell a tale, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3cxoSqcsz3
Of Whiskerfield's joy, and sorrow's veil.
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Her voice, a river, smooth and clear, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCNKjVc9I6K
Carries the hopes of those who hear, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8cRpQSPb0W
In every note, a story unfolds, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlqHBB1U2wW
Of whispered secrets and dreams untold.
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The villagers gather, drawn to her song, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7g9BLHoFlG
In the melodies, they all belong, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjtmwKL1UkF
A shared moment, a collective sigh, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaotKLVre01
Under Lyra's spell, time seems to fly.
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Through her music, hearts are mended, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpBwMwynCBH
Grudges fade, old wounds are tended, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8pcXRgXD4H
In Whiskerfield, Lyra's serenade, 160Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6cHokb46QE
Turns fleeting moments into memories that never fade.
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