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Peter Wolf Crier Playwright


I got your voice but I never heard your call When I right, when 1 wrong When I took to fratricide. A good playwright could not unmake you and all the words you dealt As it's you As it's me who wants to love again Till the throws aU mend. 1 got your name but I never took your form When my lines they run wild with a hand too numb to grip. A good playwright could not unmake you and all the words you dealt As it's you As it's me who wants to love again Till throws aU mend.



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