sweet scare

could tell a good soul, i, 
could tell without eyes

how much they buck, my,
have they greed in the bite

give you sweet scare,
wind in your pines, there

swear on me,
a gold head good to touch
no one wear but me

hang a moon in norway blue,
beckon with the good hand, what man

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