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my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
the meadow was creeping
a very remarkable history this is
who will be naming the wind
under the harvest moon
a little peach in the orchard grew
in and of itself
babylon-where i go dreaming
stand here by my side
night was black and drear
by the shore, by the sea
i walk down the garden paths

 



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