@davidsegre
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Rest on a Sunday, it's been a long week
Don't think we didn't see
The blisters on your hands
The blisters on your hands
You gave us light to see
So we could start each day
And then the water ceases
The skies in summer rays
And then the plants and trees arrive
And let the flowers bloom
The moon and stars bring thousand pictures
Every part of you
The birds were flying to the arms of people
Each one is into view
Then you had to rest, each one a part of