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i had a dream and i awoke with it
darkest, strangest mystery
up and down he goes
see, they return
day is done
but i cannot read you now
simply speaking
when i looked into your eyes
a little peach in the orchard grew
in new york harbor
there is an hour of peaceful rest
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
there is a country full of wine

 



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