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Moon in the Daylight
Undressed beyond existence
Spoke a daughter of thine cup;
Kiss me o'er the garden gate,
The moon was shone as lovely.
Spoke a daughter of thine cup;
Kiss me o'er the garden gate,
The moon was shone as lovely.
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