Many years ago, in that little orphanage
He circled his finger with a small grass ring
The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Many years later, in the country of windmills, the beautiful Netherlands
He kissed his forehead, still the grass ring
This time, he trapped them for their entire lives.
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