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Can you see the poet, he's in a dream
Writing words of wisdom, working on a scene
Can you see the peasant, part of the land
Using wheel and wagon, living by his hand
Can you see the poet, making a rhyme
Using pen and paper, he's got so much time
Can you see the peasant, part of the land
Using wheel and wagon, living by his hand
Living together in complete harmony
Not knowing each other only one is free
The poet has freedom the peasant has none
He's tied to his work which he can't escape from
Can you see the peasant, weary and tired
He gets no more money, only for his time
Can you see the poet, wealthy and bland
They're two different people, can't you understand
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