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elysian fields
spring lifts me above His shoulders.
holding me with thickened calluses
built by the hand of a wealthy man.He grabs a fistful of sunny daffodils
and dainty lilacs—and hands it to me,
reaching over His head.
spring lifts me above His shoulders.
holding me with thickened calluses
built by the hand of a wealthy man.
He grabs a fistful of sunny daffodils
and dainty lilacs—and hands it to me,
reaching over His head.