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And now that it's all over
The birds can nest again
I'll only snow when the sun comes out
I'll shine, only when it starts to rain
And if you want a drink
Just squeeze my hand
And wine will flow into the land
And feed my lambs
For I am a mirror
I can reflect the moon
I will write songs for you
I'll be, your silver spoon
I'm sorry, I took your time, I am the poem that doesn't rhyme
Just turn back a page, I'll waste away
I'll waste away, I'll waste away
I'll waste away, I'll waste away
I'll waste away
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