shadows! the only friend that is near
a cold island island the man I be, sublimely
quoting with confidence, the sight of wonder
yet speaking alone, I sit and wonder
if I died would I have not been known
to disappear in the mist forever err, alone
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I Canna See’
Canna see the light shining past yer heed or the shadow where yer are when yer lie deed canna see the sparra in the field of gold nay’ or se...
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