.Child, you have branches in your hair>Been moaning, quiet
His small voice
Been living a steady low
Hand or knife
Child, remove the dirt from your cheeks
Turning clinging vines into brick walls
I hear mumbling
But I'm deaf and dumb
So I bite my tongue
And swallow its.
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