The sun shines down on me where I have chosen to stand. No trees, no shade, no hight from which I can look down on what I've done. And even if there were, I cannot see for the tears.
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The sun shines down on me where I have chosen to stand. No trees, no shade, no hight from which I can look down on what I've done. And even if there were, I cannot see for the tears.