.These idle hands full of will
Go into the field
I will yield
Only dust and dew whereâ
theyâ
grew
Empty bags
Working mill
Goâ
into the field
I will yield
Only dustâ
and dew where they grew
Give my all
Face the fall
Now I fear all that's here<.>
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