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if the red slayer think he slays
all within and all without me
she was a beauty in the days
a storm is riding on the tide
are you awake?
their beautiful hair
old wine to drink
when i go back to earth
though i am little as all little things
when the hours of day are numbered
day is done
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me

 



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