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moonlight deep and tender
when freedom from her mountain height
uplifting, as the wind blew
brother, i am fire
she might have known it in the earlier spring
in and of itself
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
when i was a boy at college
all my love for my sweet
some of the hurts you have cured
one by one, like leaves from a tree
if i should die, think only this of me
the shadows of the ships

 



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