| A page of life
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| Torn out of which cannot be found
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| From heights of mountains to leagues under
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| A course not soon ignored
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| A page of life
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| Torn from the written annals of
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| The poly memories, so numerous
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| Enough to end our love old as trees
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| An ancient haste unbound
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| Unfolds the limbs un-wields the whims
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| What I mistook from the last
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| Refrains of songs has gone
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| A page of life
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| Torn out of which cannot be found
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| From heights of mountains to leagues under
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| A course not soon ignored
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| Who will intercede in our loss?
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| Older consequences have since passed
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| Will we be given back our love?
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| If not for these hours what do we have?
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| A page of life torn out, old as trees
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| An ancient haste unbound
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| Unfolds the limbs un-wields the whims
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| What I mistook from the last refrains of songs has gone |