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a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
high-born race
so lost
and breaketh bread no more
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
there were three in the meadow by the brook
afraid no more, i say
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
the old west, the old time
you are beautiful and faded
i made a vow once, one only

 



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