.The wind holds us like ears of corn
We listen with our eyes closed
All we know is the sun
With the wind we grow to the sun
We keep our place in line
We move slowly inch by inch
We stare at the gate
We show papers to the guard
I pray the harvest comes
'Cause when the ha.
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