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my soul is a dark ploughed field
by the shore, by the sea
uplifting, as the wind blew
a little peach in the orchard grew
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
high walls and huge
do you hear the rain?
a flying word from here and there
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break

 



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