.These bare bones are made of glass
See-through to the marrow when they pass
See through the keyhole, a fate is cast
Deep in the mirror smiling back
In shapes like these, they run softly
Trojan horses, Trojan horses
Gardens grow in my eyes
Oh why do they?
Gardens grow in my ey.
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