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our pleasant moments fly
when i looked into your eyes
and my name is truthful
green afternoon serene and bright
i despise my friends more than you
some one complained to the master
let us plant
what was it the engines said
gaily through the fields we danced
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
my sorrow, when she's here with me

 



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