The Groundskeeper
Friendly Willow Frosty Grass Mountain Lilly Open Vast Crispy Gale Song of Sorrow Beating Heart Crimson Arrow Long Lost Many Bodies Falling through my fingers Dancing in the wash of time Kiss me softly in many voices Donkey Jaw Picket Fence Burrowed Hearth Small Rituals Building Tomorrow Good Sons Bad Sons Behind Barrows Carrying Gold Dust Covered Falling through the air Dancing in the morning light Reflect the floating ephemeron Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting Each Groundskeeper falls in love with his lot He pays attention to the way his earth changes Through mist in front of the sun a certain act In hale crushed garden disforms Turning in the barrel rolling Iris of the happy man Coming down the hill
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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