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From Cocoon Of Man
At dawn's beginning dropping a feather
the worm has turned
to dark wings from the cocoon of man
staining the shore of Galilee
addicted to the destruction
of making a wish
a terrible worm was I
hanging from an apple tree
playing the fiddle to Eve's kettle
of green flies and pathologists
bringing home carrion
bearing dead fish
the worm has turned
to dark wings from the cocoon of man
staining the shore of Galilee
addicted to the destruction
of making a wish
a terrible worm was I
hanging from an apple tree
playing the fiddle to Eve's kettle
of green flies and pathologists
bringing home carrion
bearing dead fish
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