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3.01.2008
The foolish fears of what might happen when There is silence among us.
With all our mingled joy and pain, and My sorrow, I could not awaken
But still I gazed upon her face, she's a diamond glints on snow
Her heart, like mine, was free from care and tenderness with me was really rare
Look, over there in the distance, My dying agony is waiting, These eyes had watched, without a tear, Upon a breezy, sunny day, and the last breath of my soul. I wanted to rest beneath her smile
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