Tumbleweed
Down falls the rain to calm
Frown calls sane who palms
Watch your lane the straight
Touch the mane you wait
Give a cane for those
Live by pain you rose
Leave this bane of life
Please all gain true pipe
Try not feign your journey
May one seek the attorney
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