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You thought you'd be strong |
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Far from this place where you've been |
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When you were in safety so long |
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So sorry you feel |
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That all your strength then was gone |
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And all hopeful feelings were lost |
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This kingdom of yours |
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Means nothing more than a |
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Small tiny point in this universe |
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Your feelings and thoughts |
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Mean nothing more than a |
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Wasted and senseless phantom of time |
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And the billows of clouds |
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That roll around you shall sleep |
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In the light of wondrous days |
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Where hell and heaven shall leave |
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You free to the universe of destiny |
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This world's the nurse of all |
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Of all we know and the coming |
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Of death's a fearful blow |
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When all we know or feel |
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Shall pass like a so unreal mystery |
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Who painted all those shadows |
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Those shadows that are beneath the winding caves |
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The wide winding caves of peopled tombs |
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Or united the hopes of what shall be |
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With all the fear and the love for that which we see |
