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I never see the forest for the trees. I could really use your melody. Baby, I'm a little blind. I think it's time for you to find me. Can you be my nightingale? Sing to me, I know you're there. You could be my sanity, bring me peace, sing me to sleep. Say you'll be my nightingale.

Fallen angel
daydreamer
year 4 
 
 
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Tragedy is a tool for the living to gain wisdom, not a guide by which to live.