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With Eyes I Cry

Eyes may cry on eve of winner’s day,
But ears will also melt from the sunny way.
My pets shall deliver a tear of regret,
Me and my animals, they’re such good friends.
Let the hearing of some be minute,
And let them all preach the same message
So that we do not congratulate anyone.
Merely we’ve cried a dropp of heaven,
Listen to dew in the spring as the shine is on.

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