The rude wind is singing The dirge of the music dead; The cold worms are clinging Where kisses were lately fed.
The rude wind is singing The dirge of the music dead; Wonderful imagination.. tony
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The rude wind is singing The dirge of the music dead; Wonderful imagination.. tony