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So often i see the man with the hat of straw swaying his thoughts in desert sand lacking the falling star, a broken law So often he comes to me holding out his hand his face an epic journey his hair a mess of strands So often he stands there in t...

So often i see the man
with the hat of straw
swaying his thoughts in desert sand
lacking the falling star, a broken law

So often he comes to me
holding out his hand
his face an epic journey
his hair a mess of strands

So often he stands there in the storm
looking at my window, arms folded
in the rain, with flashes a monster is born
me a child, in fear shaped and moulded

So often i stand and wonder
about the man with his strawish hat
the rain and his world down under
as he walks the path, like a train on track

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