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Glass
My glass house shattered
I don't know why
and now the glass is scattered
every which way
I hope I can find it in the sky today
for I have an eye there
and no care
I don't know why
and now the glass is scattered
every which way
I hope I can find it in the sky today
for I have an eye there
and no care
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