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that I gave you) A Gift I found a Stone and gave it to you ‘A STONE? I’m young and I’m free The things that stones can’t buy they’re the things for me’ ‘The Stone is like a hard seed A link with when it was mud’ ‘MUD?!’ ‘Look, the mud was made by leaves falling Autumns when we were yet to be When there wasn’t an “Idea” to be seen Now that’s what I call young and free ‘There was just the sound of wind And the warmth of passing beasts And they fell to have all the life Crushed out of them But with this seed you can see . . .’ ‘You can see?’ ‘For Millions and Millions of years’ |
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