.Iron flowers at my feet i must of been here before leaves fall off the trees and rain starts to pour, butterfly comes through the mist, rocks scrape me on my toe, i wash my hands in the crick and the air starts to flow sorry mom and dad, i won't be coming home had enough of the world that left me he.
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