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gone before us
rising moon has hid the stars
she was a beauty in the days
i make my shroud, but no one knows
a pen of steel
why then, must we see?
this is the song of youth
beautiful, tragical faces
what shall we do now
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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