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Robin You come and go, Sitting then youre standing, Only flying til youre landing.

Robins laid her eggs will she return, Come spring? We both lost the weight, Me through poverty, You with effort, The shame of your abrasion From within. The soul is lost but darling, Darling, at least youre awfully Thin. My mind unfolds Entrenched in my delusion Of a black and white conclusion. The red stain on your breast I want to wash Away. We both lost the weight, Me through poverty, You with effort, The shame of your abrasion From within. The soul is lost but darling, Darling, at least youre awfully Thin. Its cold, Lord knows. Its cold, Lord knows. And youre still so far from home, By now, Shed be, Full grown