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Jan 8
Through the mountain
In a field
Stands a house
The sun has peeled
Cool inside
Bluish gray
Cucumber, vinegar, and onion day
Stuffed bell peppers
Never stuffed
Waiting on a check
Never any luck
Pawned all the inheritance away
It was only money anyway
Written by
Brie Williams
23
   Cloudydaze
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