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It's only the dawn
And all the things are one-way-things Like a one-way-ball Or a key or something In deep sleep Some boy smokes A cigar In a one-way-room Gently laughing And little men Are begging you not to go near It has been like this every year Some boy and some little men Oh, that lovely smoke All over their heads
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