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is there anybody there
if i were very sure
what was it the engines said
no prey am i of poor thoughts
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
melancholy, blue it was
up and down he goes
have you seen walking through the village
wheel me down by the meadow
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow

 



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