| Beastly ball of fire all rolling in shame
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| A rattlesnake in the nest
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| No legs, no eggs, no blame
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| You hold a lake in each hand
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| One is for skating on, one for drowning in
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| There’s frozen wings in your bed
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| As you sleep outlined in white ghost
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| Like your soul been rolling in sheep
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| Or had been wrapped up in birch bark
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| Like a gift for the end when it finally finds me
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| A mummy tree woman
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| Becoming
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| Mummy tree women
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| Scream
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| Screamin'
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| Screamin'
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| Homeopathic
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| Stereostatic
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| Heroes in helmets
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| Hummingbirds swarm the attic
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| Trying so hard to explain
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| But I can speak only in wool
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| Might I knit from this mouth a train of cool water?
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| For almonds I have seen your eyes
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| So delicate your light
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| Like a toothless bite
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| Alien and as humble as a newt
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| So sweet you almost killed me
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| Like poisonous honey
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| Mummy tree woman
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| Becoming
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| Mummy tree women
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| Scream
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| Screamin'
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| Screamin'
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| Homeopathic
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| Stereostatic
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| Heroes in helmets
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| Hummingbirds swarm the attic
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| Beautifully bruised when it kicked you with its hooves
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| A headless stallion the color of a black rose
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| A mole chews vigorously at my side
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| While smoldering like a burning insect
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| Innards have dried into wreaths and rattles
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| Let’s meet at the Madrone’s cradle
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| Making landscapes out of felt
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| We will learn about
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| Succession
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| Succession
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| When a pond turns to a meadow
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| A fawn into a raven
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| A pond into a meadow
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| A fawn into a raven
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| Oh, Raven
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| Oh, Raven
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| Oh, Raven
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| Oh, Raven |