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Roads to Nowhere: Eleven Deers
Eleven deers
Grazing in a glade
I loom leeward
But my stalkins's too fast
And my steps too loud
No wild wolf patience here
For I hear the call of the road
Grazing in a glade
I loom leeward
But my stalkins's too fast
And my steps too loud
No wild wolf patience here
For I hear the call of the road