It Is One Thing To Be In

The Echoes Of Beauty You've Seen Transpire, Resound Through Dying Coals Of A Campfire.

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Part Of You Died Each Year When The Leaves Fell From The Trees And Their Branches Were Bare Against The Wind And The Cold, Wintry Light.

That Seemed To Handle It. That Was It. Send A Girl Off With One Man. Introduce Her To Another To Go Off With Him. Now Go And Bring Her Back. And Sign The Wire With Love. That Was It All Right. I Went In To Lunch.

I Felt Very Lonely When They Were All There.