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i love the old melodious lays
wheel me down by the meadow
there by the window in the old house
beautiful
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
eighty years have passed, and more
the meadow was creeping
if it
have we no shame?
what was it the engines said
when the hours of day are numbered
and breaketh bread no more

 



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