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down in the valley of hollow logstwo lovers lay in the weedssafe in the net of their sweaty armssafe from the wind in the treesmy love, said the boy, you're the clear blue skyyou're the air I gulp to breathe
I feel you rushing through my veinlike the wind rushing through the treesmy love, said the girl, you're my secret pearlyou're a string of tiny glass beadsyou're a burning star I keep in a jarsafe from the wind in the treesdown in the valley of hollow logstwo lovers lay back in the weedslistening to the howl of hunting dogsand the wind howling through the treesthen insects ran for the underbrushas the wind fills the air with dead leavesand every stone moved closer to dustas the wind tore through the treesso the young girl pierced her lily-white breasther blood poured over dark weedsa silver dagger through her burning heartcold as the wind in the treesso the boy picked up the bloody knifeand stove it through the chestfarewell, farewell to the wind and the trees
I'll die with the one I love best
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