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he came and took me by the hand
in may
when the hours of day are numbered
do the boys and girls still go
beautiful
by the rude bridge
i had a dream and i awoke with it
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
give me
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
three years ago today
stuff of the moon
there is no escape by the river
therefore i may not

 



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