I kissed the groundI coughed it upMy lemon skinMy broken jarI pushed her down on my way upI saw the topOf her headI was tiredSo I went to bedI pushed her down on my way upNow the bonesAnd leaves are dryI sleep in the cornersOf her eyes
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