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she must go back, she said
i saw the clouds among the hills
beneath my window in a city street
night was black and drear
now that i have cooled to you
my sorrow, when she's here with me
beside a stricken field
under the harvest moon
the agony of having too much power
we were not many
all my love for my sweet
i am a woman
awful truths these be

 



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