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Your future cartoon

One thousand witches, pick 'n' mix
One thousand witches, spinning tops
One thousand witches bright as night
One thousand witches gobbling light
The fire is burning inside you
It cannot leave in burns and smiles
In that year when fisher sings
In that year when chariot's pass
In that moon where sailor's drown
The light was flower long
And on the grass the kingdom sleep
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You're on your way with skip 'n' slip
And the storm is before you
And the breath is behind you
And blessed is the Lord
And harsh is his word
And under dusk the children soar
Whilst the birds are sadly singing
The children soar as soft as smoke
The bells ring in the mist
And in your hearth a nihil hides
And in your heart the door is lockedThe light is leaving us all
[?] donkeys on the track
And the rags have made a pile
And the stink is singing
The summer sun as bright as buttons
The ocular moon is sweet as [?]
And your future cartoon
Is as soft as the taro
The solar legions at your back
Stella, call me with your dead hand
Helen, stand, don't collapse
Marjorie, your brother's hands are dark
The farm is boarded against the storm
But in the spaces in between
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The squeak awaits the [?]
I have heard she slept with him
I have heard she knew him night
A canopy of moons collapses
The light is leaving us all
And the birds are sweetly singing
A thousand horsies sing and march
The light is leaving us all
Whilst the birds are sweetly singing