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The islander slips into hiding |
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And takes to his heels |
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Out of dark Northland |
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The murky house of Sara |
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He whirled out of doors as snow |
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Arrives as smoke in yard |
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To flee from bad deeds |
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There he had to become someone else |
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He must change his shape |
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As an eagle he swept up |
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Wanted to soar the heavenward |
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The sun burnt his cheeks |
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The moon lit his brows |
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(Wanted to soar heavenward) |
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The sun burnt his cheeks |
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The moon lit his brows |
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The islander slips into hiding |
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And takes to his heels |
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Out of dark Northland |
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The murky house of Sara |
