| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - passing of timeNever for moneyAlways for loveCover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnightHome - is where I want to beBut I guess I am already thereI come home - she lifted up her wingsGuess that this must be the placeI can not tell one from anotherDid I find you, or you find me?There was a time Before we were bornIf someone asks, this is where I will be . . . where I will beHi yo We drift in and outHi
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