| In Pink and White |
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| April Rain |
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| He wantons with the blushing East |
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| The Shades of evening softly fall |
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| This Stradivari, sweet and good |
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| This life we know, of bliss and woe |
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| The Wind is such a gossip |
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| I hunted heaven everywhere |
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| The Rhymes came in the rain |
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| At the end of the lane of joy and pain |
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