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A lizard in the spring - hear his darling sing. A bird with wings to fly - go back to his darling weep and moan till he dies. A mole in the ground - root a mountain down.

Charles Frazier

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Charles Frazier
Age: 74
Born: 1950
Born: November 4
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Asheville
North Carolina
Hear
Till
Lizard
Dies
Wings
Mole
Back
Sing
Lizards
Roots
Moles
Ground
Moan
Bird
Weep
Mountain
Darling
Spring
Root

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