In the haze of dew,
That hasn't quite fallen.
Trying to hide in Eden,
Sheding a rosey tear,
And crossing into the Garden.
I tell you. Never find yourself,
Holding daisys,
For the dead...
Falling with the dew,
Finding Loneliness,
Will always find you,
Has always found me.
Never, Never, find yourself whispering
Gravity...
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