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the old west, the old time
darkest, strangest mystery
i love my life, but not too well
i despise my friends more than you
which i wish to remark
my true love from her pillow rose
one by one, like leaves from a tree
i stood
from our hidden places
night was black and drear
but alas, just dreams
here lies a most beautiful lady
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
see the tentative

 



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