| You make me think of lavender |
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| If we could have remembrance now |
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| It was the Autumn season of the year |
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| When all the little hills are hid in snow |
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| Come in the delicate stillness of dawn |
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| The Portrait |
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| And it wasn't so much the wampumed Braves |
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| A Chinese Queen on a lacquered throne |
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| And suddenly he said: "Sandusky!" |
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| The Feather |
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