| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - own mane Fame is your pain My love My love's in vain My love My love My love's in vain My love Maybe an older woman Will show me a way To ease those creases And crave no reasons 'Cause reasons are with gods There is a heaven within me But we all shake our manes in confusion Should I grab you by the collar Or just go my way With a knife between my clean white teeth do not want your feather in my cap
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