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I can hear him
the bird
I can hear him

sometimes I hear the train
whistling
It feels like I'm back there
where fields of golden grain and far away station is
where you live

sometimes I hear her buzzing
it doesn't take me anywhere

I am the King and the Queen and the Freedom Holder
just like the little prairies
beautiful

Eleethan

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