From a windswept place on a hill
I would raise a glass to you still
And the opium whirl
Of the green-gold girl of the summer
Martin Newell
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Sunday, June 30, 2013
Street Scene: East Ponce de Leon
From a windswept place on a hill
I would raise a glass to you still
And the opium whirl
Of the green-gold girl of the summer
Martin Newell
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