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under the harvest moon
made up of loveliness alone
my sorrow, when she's here with me
if the red slayer think he slays
this ancient silver bowl of mine
what spiteful chance steals unawares
no prey am i of poor thoughts
when the wind works against us in the dark
i went up and down the streets

 



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