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Geology
the song of the wren
around the bend
descending down the road
the blessed woman stood
on the edge of a grove
with ears to hear
the clearest songs
the trees had sung
and they'll sing without end
we will be made to sing with them
around the bend
descending down the road
the blessed woman stood
on the edge of a grove
with ears to hear
the clearest songs
the trees had sung
and they'll sing without end
we will be made to sing with them