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Sphagnum Esplanade by the Shins
how lovely a find
that's entered my mind
along this mossy trail
how coyly it hides
the truth about how it is
we can't ask how
crowds jump to their death
from the bridge as I drive by tonight
and they've missed out on it all
the whole gist there as they fall
you're not expected to know why it's such a short time
and there are stanzas never meant to rhyme...
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