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These words this morning for some reason:

Can you shake it up
Just once for me
Your little globe just so we can see
The snow blowing round your hands

And the wing-nut turned
The song that we both know
Sent us flying round the carnival
You can throw all your lucky coins on me

~ Gregory Alan Isakov РMaster & A Hound 

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