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Sorry Henry Maartens
I recall the words you offered meFull of hate and ridiculeOh I remember everything you doSpend your money on the flower seedsThe giant outer planets dwarf the worldAnd shade your everyday with circlesI will meet you thereWith the face of a grown up onMy little headAnd you will hold my hand just like beforeYou wasted away out of this world
From Letras Mania