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I am as old as mankind I am as wizened as Yew I am the pulp and the rind I am the seedling that grew I am the sweeping Starling I am the albatross I am the bard who sings I am the Lord on the cross I am the balloon on the wind I am the sun's ruby fire I am the treasure animals find I am the ancient lyre I am the undulating ocean I am the magick of sound I am the forest's motion I am the roots in the gound
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
Roots In The Ground
I am as old as mankind I am as wizened as Yew I am the pulp and the rind I am the seedling that grew I am the sweeping Starling I am the albatross I am the bard who sings I am the Lord on the cross I am the balloon on the wind I am the sun's ruby fire I am the treasure animals find I am the ancient lyre I am the undulating ocean I am the magick of sound I am the forest's motion I am the roots in the gound
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
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