Stone Harvest

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Can you turn a blind eye with me lying at your feet?
Every word so well placed & every word is so sweet
I've made me a mountain from every pinch of salt
& the grass is always greener there if only more may love
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Stone harvest - a stone harvest
Stone harvest - a stone harvest
Stone harvest - a stone harvest
Stone harvest - a stone harvest