I have seen the thief of entire hill
Chipping a hill off stone by stone.

Hills are unmade as home stones,
Their body pieces graveling roads.

In their new functions hills keep
Our smoking trains from falling.

Earth smells less lovely from rain
When we are a thief of entire hill.

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