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i had over-prepared the event
let me move slowly through the street
there's one that i once loved so much
my true love from her pillow rose
sing again the song you sung
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
what do i owe to you
i am old and blind
though love repine, and reason chafe
he'd even have his joke
glooms of the live-oaks
i am a woman
soft as the bed in the earth
just now

 



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