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the swan existing
she burst fierce wine
and breaketh bread no more
i shall see a star tonight
i love my life, but not too well
could we but know
up from the meadows rich with corn
a storm is riding on the tide
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
when i returned at sunset

 



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