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You Come In My Mind

Oh deer you come in my mind down the hill
in the moonlit night
The moon, lighting thy pure.
I just know once I drawn in the sea
Rivers no longer water for me
Oh deer you come in my mind from the mist of moutain
high upon the top
where springs jump and run
The prime of the season, comparing thy spirit

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