Nature struck us like a drum
Upon yielding fields with golden rum
We are the blessed, we are the young we said
We'll sing the songs once left unsung.
The rivers, swelling daily, run
Away the children on their shores
Away the daily changing sun again
The calming night a lull restores.
Furrows in our lands and cheeks
And kind old eyes that weep and blink
And time is just a couple weeks but then
We slow it down to think.
So we'll strike nature like a drum
Upon yielding fields with spearmint rum.
We said we are both blessed and young
We'll ring like bells that have not yet rung-
With open lungs and amber tongues we'll strike ourselves
And then become.
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And you all want the lovely music to save your lives
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i am a shape that can but eat and turd
- e e cummings
is shit.
and you use it twice..
but i dig the last line. its pretty sweet.
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i am a shape that can but eat and turd
- e e cummings
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i miss you, kid
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