Steel Burrs
The forest can be so unforgiving It’s trails warp and change with every visit To find the fountain that washes all sin Means carrying the mountain far upwind The steel burrs that cling to your skin Are pinching and pulling with every flex So remember this when you see my grin I smile at your eternal, and forget the rest.
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