| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - The words will not comeYou are the voice in my head and my hand.You are the voice that whispers good nightThere is a picture under my pillowAn 8-by-10That most menwould never want to be inBut not you, not the man with me in one handand a book in the otherYou were the length of one song, the four minutes and four seconds between Heaven and HellIt was a little closer to hell, but what is the difference
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