Tendon Levey
Tendon Levey
Tendon Levey
Tendon Levey
Tendon Levey
Tendon Levey
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Tendon Levey
On this beat, on this word
I would peek at the gifts
...
Bless the moth in sullied wool
Tell it to beg (Heaven nescio)