Door is calling me
He may shut soon
I don't know what gives
Except charity
You are a force I recognise
By monk's chants.
Yes
Yes
I saw mist
In the lake district
And was more
Excited by the sight
Of a dolorean
Than is healthy.
I saw a stone circle, too
And ruins you wouldn't run in to.
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