Sigh, brother
In the courtyard
Playing marbles
As his [?]
Sigh, sister
In this station
Playing hide and seek
Inside of my brain
Long before it stopped
I was aware of the reason
[?] not to be forgots
Sigh, communists
In East China
Weeping that little red books in their hand
And they looked on with a certain distinct interest
And I looked up to the sky
And that says: “isn’t your plant?”
And I saw the politicians
In South America
Gravelling the Panamese
And I imagine all of the world’s [?]
Look at them, [?], dude
Anything, please
Long before it stops
I was aware of the reason
[?] not to be forgots
Saw your brother
In the courtyard
Playing marbles
As his [?]
And I was aware of your sister
In this station
Playing hide and seek
Inside of my brain
And I saw a man
With an outstretched hand
And I [?]
Why he was on board
I said to him: “Well, now, can’t you see
That that’s the hand with which he blesses me
Long before it stops
I was aware of the reason
[?] not to be forgots
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