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winged shadows sweeping by
as a white candle
my sorrow, when she's here with me
into the silent land
i had a dream and i awoke with it
above them all, looking down
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
city that is not a city
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
let me move slowly through the street

 



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