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somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
why then, must we see?
stir
on and on
i have to say good-night
when, full of warm and eager love
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
calm as that second summer
friend, whose smile has come to be
it tells of good old times

 



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