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I saw Adam leave The Garden
With an apple in his hand
I said, "Now you're out, what are you gonna do?"

"Plant some crops and pray for rain.
Maybe raise a little Cain.
I'm an orphan now, and I'm only passing through."

Passing through, passing through
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue
Glad that I ran into you
Tell the people that you saw me passing through

    —Excerpt from the song "Passing Through,"
       written by Richard (Dick) Blakeslee

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