Someone get me to the doctor
And someone call the nurse
And someone buy me roses
And someone burned the church




    

   



    




    

Everyone's born to fit a certain vessel, and that boy's is small and cracked. So just follow your own path, without worrying about him. For his daughter, you've got a good vessel. It may not be all that big, but it's a beautiful one.




    









    

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"juicy...
berries..."






"juicy...
berries..."