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The Dwindling Light
I feel that my heart has gone astray, and that my soul has walken away.
With all the walking that I have done, my body lies beneath the sun.
With its raise so fair and bright, may I hold you in the dwindling light?
With all the walking that I have done, my body lies beneath the sun.
With its raise so fair and bright, may I hold you in the dwindling light?
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The Dwindling Light
The Dwindling Light