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39 Forgiven I have freed my mind So think nothing of it I’m not a hermaphrodite I’m only the corner store man’s daughter. Rooted to the spot I will continue to stand here I won’t yield a single inch Until the blueberry girl returns She left early this morning Wearing the scarlet dress And carrying a national flag umbrella. Unknown to her She also took away my heart. Bitter pill I will go to the West Coast All alone if it comes to that I will walk tall, unbent And at the lake side Will I get a rock and with it Will I provoke the water Until it turns muddy brown There will I wait for The first basket carrier And force him to taste it too. ...

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