Once upon a time of timid mists and snows
Lay a hill so woebegone,
The qualms and anguish it had brought
Had all his torments done.
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Interviewer:
Wherefore hast thou dwelt in the lethal years
And have thy steady feet brought thee to drenching tears?
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Come little children I'll take thee away
into a land of Enchantment
Come little children the time's come to play
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