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In Mo(u)rning
my dear
friend
this too,
shall pass
in quiet times,
like the day
I held you
in my arms
while you cried,
shaking,
and your
world
was falling
apart;
but we both
know that
sunshine
always comes
round'
the next
mo(u)rning
friend
this too,
shall pass
in quiet times,
like the day
I held you
in my arms
while you cried,
shaking,
and your
world
was falling
apart;
but we both
know that
sunshine
always comes
round'
the next
mo(u)rning
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