Boduf Songs
found on the bodies of fallen whales
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And where we go
No-one knows
To run around
And not come home
A flock of doves
Under the ground
A secret word
A circle formed
We raid your village
We plunder your spoils
A pinnacle
A lost retreat
The humble earth
Far beneath
We fell into
Chasm wide
A circle formed
And pulled inside
We swerve to claim your young
On days like today!