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Let Me Be
Sun shone still,
Like the moon beams from a weeping willow,
Filling the windowpane with such grace,
From a stone lying solid in the road,
Darker than what I was before me,
Please, just let me be.
Like the moon beams from a weeping willow,
Filling the windowpane with such grace,
From a stone lying solid in the road,
Darker than what I was before me,
Please, just let me be.
Published 5th Dec 2011
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