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When the moon casts its silver

When the moon casts its silver on the sea And the cold waves echo their monotone I remember because you walked with me Of a time when I didn't walk alone. I felt the thunder falling from the cliffs Surround the sand-dunes reaching out to sea. I will pass through death and then thereafter Before you walk these paths again with me

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