familial ties

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You are my rock And I am Sisyphus. We share sizes and blue eyes; I am bound to you.   You are my rock, with a mind of shale you prise for the fool’s gold beneath; I return to you. 
You are my rock And I am Sisyphus. We share sizes and blue eyes; I am bound to you.   You are my rock, with a mind of shale you prise for the fool’s gold beneath; I return to you. 
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