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it was a tall young oysterman
now while my lips are living
doubtless i remember still
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
melancholy days have come
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
do not turn your head
you say you love me
i have to say good-night
i heard the wind all day
thoughts through my head
just now

 



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