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Long ago (not long enough)
you asked me what was it like in my secret garden I said I had all sorts of trees and you said: "what about tamarind" It has been ages since then I am wandering on this desert highway all by my self tamarinds do come across but they leave nothing behind they have no smell, just like the running water but still they can run me over in a second
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