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At the Dawn |
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I Rose Just to |
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Behold Her |
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Grace And |
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I Sighed Before the |
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Beauty That |
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Veiled So |
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Tenderly The |
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Death Inside of |
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Her And atthe |
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Dawn I Spoke |
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With Words |
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She Could |
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Not Hear And |
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Snow, It Fell |
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So Full of |
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Misery Like the |
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Blood From |
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Thy Heaven |
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Like the Feathers of |
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Divine So |
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Softly She |
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Slept Away |
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That She Could |
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Not See the |
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Day And the |
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Darkness, that |
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Fell with |
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It And at the |
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Dawn I Wept |
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As I Hold |
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Up Her Hand |
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Against My |
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Armour With |
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Blood Her |
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Hair Was Stained |
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And Her Eyes, |
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Shut so Beautyfully |
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As the Kingdom |
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Died |
