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happiness
come down at dawn from windless hills
i said, i have shut my heart
there is a country full of wine
sadly speaking
therefore i may not
last midnight
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
arched the flood
high-born race
earth travails
do not grieve that it is over
backward, turn backward
give me

 



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