You left mea notewith wordsfrom SeptemberAs Ilook aroundI willmake anothersoundThe rain from JulyIt opened myangerThe mess that ImadeAm I toolateMy head in the grassI'm thinking ofsomethingI can't make it outYou're not aroundYou're not around
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