Wicker man
With your broken dreams
Your aged stems
And your ttear stained
Pillow
Am I to fix
The stretch of pain
The aged tusk
That wears you still
The damaged cheekbone
Soul without will
Wicker man
With your aged tusk
One day
You will
Own your must
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