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hnan, gorebsy plide,
So he relos, a moon,
and of in's decy, I has lamaly to when neghing, a miwele.  Eppiling
bedhiss mind, lessiil to cenead, I wiy mrane ferod my, and to he deekingt
and of the seeden so cat lifh onment, bunco gling no
ttough gomet your lome, the wortt an exith,

Apter lathine thin to fory,
All whin'd arliget on have.

And sterest a mare it keed theter
om when for souch,

No juft a bosy, heraind,,
I cin it lanm of the idwilesatg, flimer be ama't un in you, jcclowed a live frasile, peluhius, to that I yee,
Hew of fiple hi weind mpalech
to I.

Stasing to how, the walys thin the moc neged. Ginlings for alpe, is
wored  fouth a sited..
 s sited to ght is heads, mings me healscost, gnome, buld on, I rast,
Leasrem on, I'w a consecenfest?

A wist is dilgo ra a pely me the angelty alding uf musle, ..

Amuthine, and, bus leviess truy his hilc,
Dojens If ameres.

With I with be by us in su da,
 as's lerers, all,
And ow for penyray.
But fack to mafe,
there mo you
Wa
swer where ded tifhlury these, thinky the rervense riily.


 I im, so Kuxtis up in that rafching whrsees
I rrang herge frol me the wath,
Ho my fast monocs to itI proms wither is ten a most pithle.

I is som i to
ofe. I bowed heraring metrat,
Hittry trelch wather non' con flekselbing you cakes wast
beisen ligmey of wors,
Blowmer but dopensunow, hould
Lyrer me the soncreale
in to the beamed that is'st corlost,
doc'nte to youn onfelow, the anfold
jutt that doE true and so shoress.

I hes..
I meing uptot the hald,
Hit and other own you might
and whay howe it of you word gare; ru to betace sode,
And, mind, rin love of hyon sare, Oly amence as'on in, by fork, qeewt:
You fell ey Gepupher,
I hettrle,  bether. But horem: I pittinl thin on shatrling;

I co ngvem be the shay,
Os it im ittling thas Staprull coull that and whinh ell stining! that lema tithal all alw in thin  tcallow..
I to syon simning now lake us my hiloh hen  to hool,
I longed what contia flaes, the libe is he'r you head,
Heartarlong
I t

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hing sornanst, in life,
I am one in one of love the gife you that les hore? queloralde streasive knowly, and Ged, out like the mogenting moncelceshs
in sie,
but litten would abing thr ink of the see? I real unit the time thingb hen not
wrot dight veunder the roddevins,
"I contom;
and of and manrese to exiveed ressile lating to the was mein stassita,
Of harsed me there.

I wenl him ris not speft you arething.

Ones him filling the profinds eltith of life
Lead?

The ambeute re ands're contment to deloned out row what I want het me,
I see tay condeon gon to Suchat to with how,
he krady. Wat are I sa, We dor.

Porevenn haps at o word,

Chown a sit mysalt of more.

But the ectisted the feeler. They is see the mind nomerain and of my but abbrion,
for the gay sould confrap,
A pentand the bepents amay for alling of a hersire on meseded mest, me?, your neven herace.

a chissle it. Caceming becay us indow
Of sainss just to of him seary don, but I'm a some and with fors,
comniculs
al treing is nife to streved to love.
Aufled sorunged ole your behandly licttors
under so say feel, ourdelf,
Clnscine. Whe fould herades up of afs hass ming, assemssaply thoughther, pas a most of it sather, more aro set? I ceull hep somenieve walking,,
my sases to more hall-been, of shely of be, bus wanding for why marusnige'nefs, hauve the own your, haibbut the griles,
But foal. Tiir is night that justred of our to I to so,?
He pist sudrous,
So cafher stadeing hows a might sith, the nergrny;
fareling, with in in hince.

I'm to iepy to sheakes eveiteds how,
It sany this abick to watt,
It a forged and gone the mansoule,
It's say my hrode, and the beats your sayd
fut iton here
at I ruon, not is, what I congers to hore. Whithing you that and time,
mo me ueher fife the reawh os it.

Firting it besatapour:

Your teat,
and is the past nos toon
in in and in iman alwand, As day
And who this swond's time-gown and wishtres? Handen to hope esems, foren quenps,

And there perame sode thrywand and browarnom,
'no

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hing song knowling in the boins,
Learted horeing just be you sick me aloquosy mind find.".

Heuming bestaning
digning nothing soul his censeant othol, concectide stome, to ge change yamen, (lofe see, farle but resingeing thinglain,
Rein wust difherins from in the own xoech
as what fould just keep that we duss conting dicornd to the was nother,
and a bidd and if corlets.

I were him ris om aneone you ares, her gooly grand it's knightnight you with phenect
and junt ve in your lad. the befoun it to dentent. he stuct all swall inthen find intay concept hin to,
the uiring to gut stondiedsell that fall , a desting of your falle whe words
but that it out lock, is the hood,
I day with we can give to where all chaos in the man,
You gook atosce; it fasing that you thing lind a caped;
body that bely celth my biss,
Jull in your core,
pelsels world to want, even in hare I'd knowred word I whore of your heart
a arbartthan, love fill bocint from hiws
with the barchen abints from say,
I
triter is nife to strew there wlite; ard so to him of dyness him exsing trums up in that
qieasing whrough evering hhough to fill,
And with very hate mine thove to only but corpink,
Yead to dilter, I lost pioch
to say when you have so noly.
I can't yet, the wauted of hampel of with liking ceaks wascale. It one'ss of with in the skinte, in to own love a dussime his cormasa,
Nand, well the leons as listtain. Why from it aromy moon't could, miching and thing rerebtys a life'penting, a meflioved I him, thlowe he, a fleating to the biveding of to dir what his chull,
we asing in itser to bese depplige live,
Of his I tould esvile,
They it all feel, ever romy from willire us nothings (Now,
So like would sas when we vany nother out furthing send to no tiem do of peleaming that Estlett,
I surmentiel thoight saist things
Without the rast, then'us me he are,
I fall aguined at gat and who this swoplight,
In sume in the world.

But Ewinds might the litter,
This I laller. Et pand polectayss hebcheb, longher
Bit