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wheel me down by the meadow
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
as a naked man i go
when i go back to earth
in their ragged regimentals
melancholy days have come
i have had one fear in my life
the darkness rolls upward
simply speaking
it tells of good old times
since i have felt the sense of death

 



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