Strum
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Rebecca Navarre
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On a cold, and windy day.
Listen to the strum of the
guitar play. Let it take me
away. Through the clouds, to
where the sunshine breaks rays.
And for a little while, I think,
I'm just gonna rest, stay. Dream
about the words you used to sing
and say.
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