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Here I Sit MAG
Here I sit, on Pleasant Valley Farm
 Cross-legged in my prairie, staring at the rusting barn
 The pad of paper sits on my lap, as I click my pen against the dirt
 I swear my mind is empty, as I ravel up my tie-dye shirt
 I have no strange misfortune, or story sad enough to tell
 I lack a tear-provoking childhood that would make a novel sell
 I can't look back and write about how things always made me sad
 For I always had a lovely family, a mommy and a dad
 So here I lack the obvious, a story worth to share
 Shall I write about the grass, the sky, or the pig-raisin' County Fair?
 But then I got to thinkin' that that's how life's supposed to be
 I put down my pad of paper, and I climbed my favorite tree
 Here I sit, on Pleasant Valley Farm
 My feet swingin' off this climbin' tree, and

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