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skies they were ashen and sober
one by one, like leaves from a tree
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
like eagles on up high
from song and dream for ever gone
there are gains for all our losses
all those treasures that lie
along a river-side
gingham dog and the calico cat
i have seen the proudest stars
doubtless i remember still

 



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