Willows
I wander through the willows,
As they wallow, or is it weep?
Someone told me why they cry,
but I can’t remember why
I wander through the willows,
As their tears form a pool so deep
Someone told me why they cry,
but I can’t remember why
The sky is dark and empty,
as far as the eye can see
Oh yes says a tiny voice,
The willows shed tears for me
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