Wush…The wind blows upSkin feels drySun is watching meI am turning aroundand they don’t know what am I thinkingWush…An apple falls down from up thereI say, who did throw you, Mr. Apple?But I got the silentPerhaps I should’ve said more politely?Wush…An eagle flies awayShould I say, where do you wanna go, Mr.Eagle?No, he will get…

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