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A patch, a thicket, a place I can write On this broken ground I tread all night A place I can hide, escape from my plight A patch, a thicket, a place I can write A patch, a thicket, a place I can sing And throughout these woods, my voice will ring O'er hill and dale, to crystal springs A patch, a thicket, a place I can sing A patch, a thicket, a place I can dance And if you can come, I'm extending the chance To partake in merriment, sure to entrance A patch, a thicket, a place I can dance A patch, a thicket, a place I can see And no one can find it, no one but me I'll take you along, to be gay and free A patch, a thicket, a place I can see A patch, a thicket, a place I can lie To catch up on lost hours of shut eye A secret it holds, the secret is mine A patch, a thicket, the place I will die
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Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
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A patch, a thicket, a place I can write On this broken ground I tread all night A place I can hide, escape from my plight A patch, a thicket, a place I can write A patch, a thicket, a place I can sing And throughout these woods, my voice will ring O'er hill and dale, to crystal springs A patch, a thicket, a place I can sing A patch, a thicket, a place I can dance And if you can come, I'm extending the chance To partake in merriment, sure to entrance A patch, a thicket, a place I can dance A patch, a thicket, a place I can see And no one can find it, no one but me I'll take you along, to be gay and free A patch, a thicket, a place I can see A patch, a thicket, a place I can lie To catch up on lost hours of shut eye A secret it holds, the secret is mine A patch, a thicket, the place I will die
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ericvnoble
26/M/Seattle, WA
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
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