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Snow Pt. 3 |
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from Ships of Sticks and Twine - EP by Chris Rubeo |
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Hum, hum, a rowin' tune |
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set soft against the pale moon |
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paling at the wild and blue |
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Dumbstruck gaping while she moves where she moves |
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She was called, called to her winter tomb |
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Nestled in her bedroom |
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Socks and a book and red hue |
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If you'd ask me I would rescue you |
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She fell down laughing into a pile of snow |
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and said I wonder where the leaves go |
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and how anything could ever grow |
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in the frozen earth buried beneath the cold. |
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