Apr 2015
In the great cornfield
I used to play each day
sunrise to sunset, watching
the weeds as they sway
It is here I thought
this is where I'll stay
out here with the corn
I have found my way
I used to play each day
sunrise to sunset, watching
the weeds as they sway
It is here I thought
this is where I'll stay
out here with the corn
I have found my way
(25/M/Wisconsin)
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