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And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers.
There are heroes in the seaweed,
There are children in the morning,
They are leaning out for love,
And they will lean that way forever,
While Suzanne holds the mirror.
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"Suzanne"

 

Leonard Cohen

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O my love my dear lady
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And the whirling-mad
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