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In my childhood trees were green and there was plenty to be seenCome back early or never comeMy father made the walls resound, he wore his collar the wrong way roundCome back early or never comeMy mother wore a yellow dress; gently, gently, gentlenessCome back early or never comeWhen I was five the black dreams came; nothing after was quite the sameCome back early or never comeThe dark was talking to the dead; the lamp was dark beside my bedCome back early or never comeWhen I woke I did not care; nobody, nobody was thereCome back early or never comeWhen my silent terror cried, nobody, nobody repliedCome back early or never comeI got up; the chilly sun saw me walk away aloneCome back early or never come- L.M. -