Ode To A Boy in Texas by Andrew J. Stone.
Seven years and the grass is dying Seven years and the crows are crying Seven years and the worlds still revolving Seven years and our Nations falling Seven years you have ceased existing Seven years I have struggled resisting
Seven years
and the grass is dying
and the crows are crying
and the worlds still revolving
and our Nations falling
you have ceased existing
I have struggled resisting
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