I was sitting at the edge of the marsh 
when the council came to bring me the news. 
they handed me a bowl of cooked wild grasses and they 
gave me the ceremonial shoes. 

goodbye young danish women. 
goodbye danish sky. 
goodbye cold air I am going away. 
goodbye goodbye goodbye.
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