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My Love |
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The day dawns
weary my love has gone to one more pretty to one more fair to one more young. What should I do to win his heart back? what do I do to be back in his arms? to feel his hands over mine? Today is my last day in this town... the last day in this house, in this room, in this country. For if he won't take me back, I'm less then dead, less then gone. The day dawns weary... |
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