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therefore i may not
in halls of sleep you wandered by
i am singing to you
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
when a deed is done for freedom
she burst fierce wine
there is a city, builded by no hand
gloom
up from the meadows rich with corn
with lips blood red and heart of stone

 



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