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while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
i love my life, but not too well
i have seen the proudest stars
softly now the light of day
the agony of having too much power
the pale day drowses on the western steep
i love to steal awhile away
looking beyond
we break the glass whose sacred wine

 



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