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You talked of me with acid tongue |
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And pointed trembling spiteful hands |
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Your presence almost overwhelmed. |
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When Mother Nature tends her young |
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She comforts each and every one |
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The flower sheds its seeds and flourishes. |
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But now I walk a mile high, my shoulders in the clouds |
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I have seen the sun break through, I'll speak my thoughts aloud sometime |
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For now I see tomorrow just as clearly as I see today |
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While yesterday which meant so much has grown so far away. |