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Song of Sand
If
sand waves were sound waves
What
song would be in the air now
What
stinging tune
Could
split this endless noon
And
make the sky swell with rain?
If
war were a game that a man or a child
Could
think of winning
What
kind of rule
Can
overthrow a fool
And
leave the land with no stain.
Suzanne
Vega
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