the dog is gone, the days are long and my ears like what they hear.
the feelings lost, i ate toast, the humans doesn't care.
i making a random rhyme, before the song is over
i don't care, i need a golden clover.
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en i dag a g a bjarga sem flestum flugum
me spotta i skip g er me i hvorri hendi - akveinn
g kasta eim ut i hylinn og reyni a hala flugurnar inn aur
en seiin na til ar sem r berjast vi strauminn og vatni
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But Today I Am To Save As Many Flies As Possible.
In Each Hand I Carry A String - Determined.
I Throw Them Into The Abyss And Try To Draw In The Flies Before The Smolts Reaches Them Where They Fight The Stream And Water.