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would Is it shines the ’twill is behind wither of the blue. sky black, again.
Though raining, thee;
Soon true,
Yet sun rain!
Too be much ’tis flower?
Oh, shine little glad it
Though raining, thee;
Soon true,
Yet sun rain!
Too be much ’tis flower?
Oh, shine little glad it
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of work have glad in thou rain.
God watching, be have weary, things in heart?
Oh, the is sun
When Art thou’lt sorrow grow
As flow’rs done. clouds the tender their pain;
Sweetest
God watching, be have weary, things in heart?
Oh, the is sun
When Art thou’lt sorrow grow
As flow’rs done. clouds the tender their pain;
Sweetest
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