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Go down, go down, clear sun, go down and get dark
And you too, clear moon, run away get drown,
Black woods, black sister, we both are getting black
You for your black leaves, woods, I for my youth
Your leaves woods sister, again will
return
My youth woods, sister, won't come back"
Written by Darktrails
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