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did you ever hear of
there is a city, builded by no hand
i have cast the world
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
beautiful, tragical faces
night is dark, and the winter winds
come down at dawn from windless hills
since, if you stood by my side today
therefore i may not
under a spreading chestnut tree
our pleasant moments fly

 



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