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If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
Turn us on our backs and open up our stomachs you will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
I can only be played on a windy day
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