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the agony of having too much power
the meadow was creeping
you are beautiful and faded
i saw him once before
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
melancholy days have come
there are three ways in which men take
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
all those treasures that lie
my son is dead and i am going blind
sweet and strong

 



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