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Those days of yore hast gone , but ah
O merriment ! In dreams of thine ,
All sweet kisses , kiss thy lips -
Where such I hold thee , call thee mine .

Edenic's view so far , so cold !
Through window's pain of night , I dree !
Tens of thousand stars once loved
But oh , there once was thee!

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