Little does one think
one day
We'll be as small as
Put it in a box
And afraid to be opened
Afraid the wind is blowing away
The only pile of ash
Little does one think
one day
We'll be as small as
Put it in a box
And afraid to be opened
Afraid the wind is blowing away
The only pile of ash
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