It was wind and raining
Hey, Hey.
The tree was shaking
the leaves were quaking.
The trunk was swaying
and you've been saying
Your chain's been whacking
Your skin's been cracking
the dirts been spreading.
The leave's have landed
the twigs have banded.
But its you
your cursed.
You killed this bird
and made it crash back down to earth.
to sleep beneath your sprinkled earth.
( Object Response)
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