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just now
this is the arsenal
the ships are lying in the bay
my son is dead and i am going blind
she burst fierce wine
he'd even have his joke
we who stood
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
storm
our pleasant moments fly
softly now the light of day
pushing out, struggling vainly
see i give myself to you

 



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