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i have heard that a certain princess
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
give me hunger
when night drifts along the streets of the city
awful truths these be
i've won the race
sad are they who know not love
tell me less or tell me more
let a joy keep you
i walk down the garden paths

 



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