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father poem

when night drifts along the streets of the city
the old west, the old time
the sun is up
i love the old melodious lays
over the river, on the hill
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
what shall we do now
i loved a woman
love has been sung a thousand ways

 



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