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EmmenagogueShe rises in the WestIn the hollow of your chest And the trees in the fields Will clap their hands And the grass on the hills Will turn to sand She rises in the West In the sorrow of her rest She died in the water Of the wishing well She lies in the water But she wishes well I learned my lesson I never saw her coming In the light In the stark daylight I never saw her running Towards me with a knife |