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You Got To Get Outside
do you see the dove in flight merging into blinding light if you dont well that's allright,--as long as you know it's there. do you feel the midday breeze giving summer sun releif lifts you up from of your knee's, you got to get outside. roll me off the steepiest cliff watch in wonder as i live ask for some of what i give,--ther's plenty enough for two. spin me in your hurricane land me onto baron plain's i shall come back less restrained. you got to get outside. pass me as your animal caged shout that i am all the rage print me onto your front page,---you got to stay outside. put me in a higher class of servile knight's and aristocrat's let me show you why they're crass. they carn't come outside. put me on your right hand side in a ditch of paracite's start to read me my last right's,--will no-one come outside. blame me for your timely fall never answer when i call kneel me blind against a wall. all is mine outside. track me down and wish me well speak to me more your hard sell take my wishes out the well,--the story's half way told. i could regail for far too long put right with pen all my wrong's sing the same old sorry song's. but the story's end outside.
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