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CHANSONETTE
Could a flower replace
Every kiss of ours
Then the world and space
Were a bed of flowers.
Every kiss of ours
Then the world and space
Were a bed of flowers.
Foolish flowers and vain
Bruised by many fears!
They would have for rain
My unnumbered tears.
Bruised by many fears!
They would have for rain
My unnumbered tears.
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