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Heapnot on this moundRoses that she loved so well;Why bewilder her with roses,That she cannot see or smell?She is happy where she liesWith the dust upon her eyes.
Heapnot on this moundRoses that she loved so well;Why bewilder her with roses,That she cannot see or smell?She is happy where she liesWith the dust upon her eyes.
Heapnot on this moundRoses that she loved so well;Why bewilder her with roses,That she cannot see or smell?She is happy where she liesWith the dust upon her eyes.