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They play in the Meadow The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs It took five, ten, fifteen years for ree But Peeta wanted the inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself Only the joy of holding her inhim was a little easier, but notThe arenas have been completely destroyed, the er Gairl knoe played a role in them The boy will know in a few years How can I tell the theranted:

Deep in the reen pillow

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes

And when again they open, the sun will rise

Here it&039;s safe, here it&039;s waruard you from every hars them true

Here is the place where I love you

My children, who don&039;t know they play on a graveyard

Peeta says it will be okay We have each other And the book We can make them understand in a way that will make thehto away

I&039;ll tell thes, it feels i because I&039;m afraid it could be taken away That&039;s when I oodness I&039;ve seen soame Repetitive Even a little tedious after more than twenty years

But there are ames to play

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