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Escape the machine, destruction obscene Run to the arms, of jack in the green Escape from violence, destruction and woe To a place of beauty, music and flow A place for all, all who know That caring and sharing make good things grow So plant new seeds, water when you can This how to return to the arms of the green man
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC
The Green Man
Escape the machine, destruction obscene Run to the arms, of jack in the green Escape from violence, destruction and woe To a place of beauty, music and flow A place for all, all who know That caring and sharing make good things grow So plant new seeds, water when you can This how to return to the arms of the green man
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39/Genderqueer/Cardiff, Wales
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC
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