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it was many and many a year ago
my true love from her pillow rose
do not turn your head
why are the things that have no death
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
i love my hour of wind and light
sing again the song you sung
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
sun stepped down from his golden throne
full of tears
just as my fingers on these keys
lived by the river-side

 



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