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And For The First Time, I Was Free
And Granny Would Dance
And How Miserable Is the Home of Evil
And I Talk like a River
And I measure
And Me, I’m Dancing Too
And On The Eighth Day
And So It Was
And So, My Heart Became a Void
And Still, It Remains
And Still, We Dreamt of Paradise
And The Cranes Kept Dancing
And The Rain Still Falls
And Their Children After Them
And Then Come the Nightjars
And Then I Met Your Mother
And Then I Was Here
And Then There Was Her
And Then We Were Taken Away
And There Will Be Music. Alexey Butakov
And They Named Her Love
And They Were Loved
And They Were Roommates
And Voila!
And We Rest on Giants
And When the Magnolia Bloom
And Yet We Were All Blind