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i heard the wind all day
there by the window in the old house
here lies a most beautiful lady
i had over-prepared the event
listen
my son is dead and i am going blind
for then without
within my hand i hold
i love my life, but not too well
these be
which keeps
it was many and many a year ago

 



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