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Dust on the ground
Spinning round and round Rays coming down, down, down But in the peace of nature In the quiet glory Stands a lone white figure With a look to the left Then a look to the right He flees out of sight So all that remains Is the dust on the ground Spinning round and round Rays coming down, down, down
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