I have seen farm-girls running scared
through flaming stacks of hay,
I have seen trees uproot themselves
at dusk on evening May.
I have seen sharks grow wings and soar
straight out of the bay,
but nothing I've seen is surprising as
what I've seen today.
Write me beautiful, flowing songs
in the fortress backyard,
Fill my lungs with waves of air
and make me feel hard.
Remind me why I'm supposed
to be a man today,
and show me your unyielding generosity
on my 18th birthday.
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