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eighty years have passed, and more
though love repine, and reason chafe
what spiteful chance steals unawares
i saw him once before
i love to steal awhile away
the stars fell from heaven
now while my lips are living
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
do you hear the rain?
when i go back to earth
i do not pray for peace

 



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