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Undress Yourself
Dim those eyelids now,
and squeeze them shut.
Drain all of your sorrows for me,
but don’t hide them with a pillow.
Let the tear streams run wild,
And flood upon my shoulder’s basin.
and squeeze them shut.
Drain all of your sorrows for me,
but don’t hide them with a pillow.
Let the tear streams run wild,
And flood upon my shoulder’s basin.
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