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Glens of No Age pt. II: The Insanitist
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Extended Poetry I am so short
Compared to everyone
The low little boy
Blending pale away from everything
I climbed the heavy mountain
Steep and sturdy wrinkled up
I'm taller than them all
Throwing my voice
All around the valley's inside outs
I seeked him out
The wisdom of the wise owl
Old and lonesome
He never ever flies
Never moces a muscle memory
