trapped in a tragic game? Charades and pretty lies They hide what's deep inside me. Charades do disguise All the love I keep inside me. Charades! Can
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When we played our charade We were like children posing Playing at games, acting out names Guessing the parts we played Oh what a hit we made We came
MARY: Come spirit, come charm, Come days that are warm, Come magical spell, Come help him get well. DICKON: Come spirit, come charm, Come days that
Allah, Mohammed, Char, Yaar
