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there is a city, builded by no hand
the body may confine
afraid no more, i say
do the boys and girls still go
lady, your heart has turned to dust
he came and took me by the hand
to come so soon to this imagined dark
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
and with the humming bird
and my name is truthful

 



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