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When there is grass upon the hills When there is water on the sky When there is blackness in the air The temple's chain shall crash below One sees the boiling stench and feels revolt One knows the time and talks of lonely birds One smells the sun and knows not what to do 'Tis here that Cain has come and lost his soul And why are rocks and ferns amoung the sea And why are bees and eyes and you so small And why are time and sight and sound all gone The snow is here It sees his blood amoung the trees To know the truth is less than all it seems To taste of life and move with all it takes To speak with tongues of fire above the drone There is this thing A thing upon the sky M.J.E. 83 01 19
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