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tell me less or tell me more
i know not where
with the sunset
let us plant
at dawn, he said
the meadow was creeping
awful truths these be
when freedom from her mountain height
what was it the engines said
with lips blood red and heart of stone
high-born race
all my love for my sweet
in your arms was still delight
if it

 



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