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When our hands have gone cold, Our wits felled and forgotten; There shall simpler times grow bold, F... When our hands have gone cold, Our wits felled and forgotten; There shall simple...
The sky is in bloom, Blossoms wake to trembling light; Why take to the shade? I lay by a trunk, The sky is in bloom, Blossoms wake to trembling light; Why take to the shade? I ...