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within my hand i hold
are you awake?
she said
i am singing to you
one sweetly solemn thought
and how could you dream of meeting
daughter, thou art come to die
these be
do i like it
with the meek, brown eyes
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
gaily through the fields we danced


 



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