of Apple Pies and Golden bands...
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Where is the contract?
Is it signed in blood?
Till death do we fight
and then we carry on?
How about we skip the law
and all the legaleez?
cuz truly does it sicken,
a nasty fatal disease
How about you bake a pie
and we walk for miles and miles
holding hands and burdens
loving, living, with all smiles! -^-
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A powerful practical perspective my friend!