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i am old and blind
have you seen walking through the village
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
see, they return
out of the deep and the dark
within my hand i hold
i burn no incense
be in me as the eternal moods
in an old chamber softly lit
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
what do i owe to you

 



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