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Pinkie Maclure
"The cars crawl by, the years slide by, like there's no tomorrow, the dust won't lie.
The trees bend low, the footsteps slow, where the long grass grows, there's a place we can go, where the dust won't lie. Daisy...? Lily....? Robin....? Willow....? Ash....? Mavis....? Myrtle...? Rose....? Rowan....? Holly....? Martin....? Heath....? Iris.....?........?
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