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I watch the young boy
And do not know if he is dancing to the music
Or the birds
Or the sound of the construction site
Or the traffic in the distance
Or the first day of summer
With the wind and the leaves and the gras that go with it
And I don't think he know, either.





132 I watch the young boy And do not know if he is dancing to the music Or the birds Or the sound of the construction site Or the traffic in the distance Or the first day of summer With the wind and the leaves and the gras that go with it And I don't think he know, either.
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