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i sometimes wonder if it's really true
at midnight
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
musing, between the sunset and the dark
arched the flood
beneath my window in a city street
there by the window in the old house
i walk down the garden paths
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong

 



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