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Divided
IN childhood's days we were not apart:
One spirit breathed in your heart and my heart.
It flowed through us in our childhood's days
As hosts that march through the broad highways.
One spirit breathed in your heart and my heart.
It flowed through us in our childhood's days
As hosts that march through the broad highways.
The ancient magic is over and dead,
For love awoke and the voices fled:
We know no more of the superhuman:
I am a man and you are a woman.
For love awoke and the voices fled:
We know no more of the superhuman:
I am a man and you are a woman.
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