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i've won the race
it was a tall young oysterman
among the mountains i wandered
i stood by the open casement
i have heard that a certain princess
who loves the rain
do not grieve that it is over
listen
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
if the red slayer think he slays
the light withdrawn
master of human destinies am i
for these white arms about my neck

 



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