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I was born in a mine

I was born in a mine.
He was a friend of mine.

Now, yellow flower shackles me.
Now she likes him.
How it delights him.
How it delights him now.

Who am I to you?
Would I lie to you?
Does that travel lady?
Does that bullet travel bladed?