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wheel me down by the meadow
and breaketh bread no more
in halls of sleep you wandered by
see, they return
the old songs
a flying word from here and there
she burst fierce wine
in mournful numbers
within my hand i hold
i have had one fear in my life
we lay
long ago, in the young moonlight
listen

 



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