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IN TOKEN OF THE LOVE YOU GAVE.
In token of the love you gave,
The faith, the trust, reposed in me,
When our young hearts were gay and free,
I plant this flower upon thy grave!
The faith, the trust, reposed in me,
When our young hearts were gay and free,
I plant this flower upon thy grave!
The world is far too poor to give
A value like it took away!
I nevermore a joyous day,
Since you are gone, shall know or live.
A value like it took away!
I nevermore a joyous day,
Since you are gone, shall know or live.
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