And I hear the sun rise,
I see the songs of birds,
And I cry,
I know the truth!
And the truth love,
You hurt me and the universe's dear fabric and threads,
Perhaps oblivious,
You stab me,
And break me.
A horse with hardly a spirit!
You broke me,
Will you leave me now?
Baby girl!?
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