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A DAY OF LOVE
Dear
is the sunny between-while
Of April skies,
Though black with storm in the meanwhile
The clouds arise.
Of April skies,
Though black with storm in the meanwhile
The clouds arise.
Tho' the clouds that shall burst on the morrow
Be gathering above,
So dear in a year of sorrow
Is a day of love.
Be gathering above,
So dear in a year of sorrow
Is a day of love.
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