Her burden of things walking out Her burden of things walking out On Earth my Nina On Earth my Nina God forbid a vaguer feat National hell mock me Say the sparrow wants a morbid arrow Here's a quarter; that's the one I want Maybe I'll buy the whirlwind That always keeps me yearning Her sitter's down there mourning Her burden of things walking out Her burden of things walking out On Earth my Nina On Earth my Nina
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