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Never asked but granted
release, so I asked myself

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to roam, cuffed in song, bars in
my eyes from being behind bars

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so long.

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A convict walking
to find a wall.

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The pine tree solid,
but I could see lines

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along which it could
fold and folding

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be a paper pine to delight a
child, rooted in the child's

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hand.

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But nearing, the hidden sparrow
sang, the crow echoed unseen,

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and walking beneath the tree,
I found the warden cooing.

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The pine drops down its scent.

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On me, the whole wonder entraps.

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So I ceased, and my mind ceased.

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And my mind's
method, self-cruel,

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self-vaunting, and begged
my sentence longer,

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bewilderment and patience.

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