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gone before us
i made a vow once, one only
my soul is a dark ploughed field
you are clear
i never knew the earth had so much gold
when freedom from her mountain height
when night drifts along the streets of the city
high-born race
stir
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
therefore i may not
i said

 



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