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Sleeping on Benches
"And then that broken bough it began to grow,
and it grew right through me.
And then the very next day,
well the grass did blade and it cut right through me.
And then a rabbit dug a tunnel right between my ribs,
and she lived right through me.
And then a bird came and pecked at the space in my chest
and then he flew right through me.
Now there's a hole in the ground where I used to lay down and I can't fill it in."
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