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there was never a sound beside the wood but one
simplicity
the stars fell from heaven
lady, your heart has turned to dust
the air is like a butterfly
up from the south at break of day
softly now the light of day
she limps with halting painful pace
this is the arsenal
there's one that i once loved so much
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
my son is dead and i am going blind
see i give myself to you

 



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