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[‘Dearest, when I am dead]
‘Dearest, when I am dead,
Make one last song for me:
Sing what I would have said—
Righting life's wrong for me.
Make one last song for me:
Sing what I would have said—
Righting life's wrong for me.
‘Tell them how, early and late,
Glad ran the days with me,
Seeing how goodly and great,
Love, were your ways with me.’
Glad ran the days with me,
Seeing how goodly and great,
Love, were your ways with me.’
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