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Winding down the alleyways, Climbing up the walls, Delivering their urgent schemes, Yelling down the halls, Hammering on all the drums, And pounding on the gongs, Calling out my burning thrums, And writing all my songs, Small things- all things, These cause my ways.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 5:39 PM UTC
Hammers
Winding down the alleyways, Climbing up the walls, Delivering their urgent schemes, Yelling down the halls, Hammering on all the drums, And pounding on the gongs, Calling out my burning thrums, And writing all my songs, Small things- all things, These cause my ways.
November 8, 2012
eva-schoolcraft
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 5:39 PM UTC
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