Vermilioncore
I don’t want to think anymore
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Sway goes the wind
The dirt and grime
“Hey” goes the wanderer
to a lonesome child
And paid 20 dinars
But the kid said no
Further, now, he went
And full were his balls
With all his money spent
He searched his shawl
And found only lint
He walked into a field
Where behold he a goat
And on that very day
No more was he alone
The dirt and grime
“Hey” goes the wanderer
to a lonesome child
And paid 20 dinars
But the kid said no
Further, now, he went
And full were his balls
With all his money spent
He searched his shawl
And found only lint
He walked into a field
Where behold he a goat
And on that very day
No more was he alone