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Dec 2012
Had a bad fall today
I spread His words out like needles in the hay
Only wanted to solve mystery
But I stretched out beyond the limits-
You were nourishing me
So I pray, don’t let the passer-by trample me
Underfoot, don’t let me be a poor creature
Send an angel to put me back in my place
In the nest- where I can get some rest
Till I’m ready to fly
Till I’m ready to fly
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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   Nithin purple
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