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Текст и слова песни Small Towns Burn A Little Slower – A Flower Cross

Passed by a patch of flowers planted to form a cross
But they were dead just like my faith in the shape that they were born in
And I couldn't help but wonder will my faith be restored
Like the color that use to reside in these leaves

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