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up to her chamber window
i reside at table mountain
here lies a most beautiful lady
the air is like a butterfly
there is an hour of peaceful rest
to come so soon to this imagined dark
little gate was reached at last
last midnight
a thousand silent years ago
very well, you liberals
i never knew the earth had so much gold
love has been sung a thousand ways

 



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