Seraphs song
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The song of a seraph
Ply’s the bow strings of life
To play majestically a serenade
Sweetly listened in silence
Sleep not beneath its bower
But lay awake and embrace
Its warmth and beauty
Its gentle passing
Let not a word fall astray
Or be left misheard
And there at peace is heard
The seraphs song
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