Giants Chair
Weedroses
Way down in the open field,what you are is what I ask.Way down in the open room there,what I am is my own task.Way down in the open field,a weed of roses there that you can see.And way down in the open field,a weed of roses from you to me.No one voice can have that tone.There are others out there.
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