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for truth, for love
i have seen the proudest stars
but i cannot read you now
when i was broke in london
hang no wreath
i wonder where you live
all within and all without me
the mountains they are silent folk
i reside at table mountain
skies they were ashen and sober
gaily through the fields we danced
he came and took me by the hand

 



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