You remind me of my young summer days
Lolling in the meadows, side of town
Overlooking those far Blue Mountains
Endless stretches-it makes you want to fly
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My spirit rises up from its day relapse
When a gentle voice rings into my senses
And unannounced, my mind will revive,
Though the day has worn me out;
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It’s very easy to buy death here
And in more ways than one
No prejudice to your origin
Or your virtue, for that matter
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