I am a ghost in the grass
In the grass I hang
I hang below her jagged green cliffs
I read the sky’s cloud calligraphy
I believe I know what I’m talking about
I am a ghost in the green grass
In the green grass
I am
In the grass I hang
I hang below her jagged green cliffs
I read the sky’s cloud calligraphy
I believe I know what I’m talking about
I am a ghost in the green grass
In the green grass
I am
November 2013
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