.Thereâs hope for turning real by and by
Though I hate the thought of becoming blind
So go my eyes, so goes my sight (Just so long as you hold me tight)
I am only made of grass
Someday Iâll grow up with the weather>And Iâm going to disappear forever>Still in the garden, strawb.
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