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they ask me where i've been
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i had a dream and i awoke with it
who loves the rain
out of the window a sea of green trees
once this soft turf
gone are the three, those sisters rare
i know what you're going to say
i saw with open eyes
there is no flock, however watched and tended

 



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