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rocked in the cradle of the deep
here falls no light
all quiet along the potomac
i have heard them in the night
as a white candle
when the hours of day are numbered
pushing out, struggling vainly
sing again the song you sung
birds against the april wind
rising moon has hid the stars
with the sunset
now while my lips are living

 



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