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last night I was woken by my cryhad a dream just as plain as you and Isaw the morning sun on a woodland in the springstill hear the echo crashing through the treesoh when I saw you down I fell upon my kneesyou and I we were wearing Southern Grey
I called to you, but I used another name
I beat the ground and I cried out in your painbut through a scarlet door I watched you slipping awayand your brothers? helpless prayers were all in vainlast night I was woken by my cry
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