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there was a strangeness on your lips
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
there is no flock, however watched and tended
all quiet along the potomac
there are gains for all our losses
rocked in the cradle of the deep
perhaps it is no matter that you died
gone are the three, those sisters rare
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
i made a vow once, one only
have you seen walking through the village
they may talk of love in a cottage

 



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