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in an old chamber softly lit
i think it just splendid
friend, whose smile has come to be
i never knew the earth had so much gold
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
we who stood
over the river they beckon to me
let me be sad
since i have felt the sense of death
i loved a woman
let us pity those who are better off than we are

 



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