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I look for you in the twilight glowWhen the sun dips over the rim,When it’s night time here and it’s daytime thereAnd I think of you there..
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The little Toy Shop in the High Street,With its pebble glass windows and doors,Was a magical place, with its curtains of laceAnd delight on its shelve..
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The cumulus clouds built overheadBut were dark, and filled with rain,They brought to the sky a sense of dreadOf the storm to come, and pain,The wind p..
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The Cormorant was the darkest ship,As dark as a ship could be,Not only the paint was pitted blackFrom the funnels to the sea,But deep inside in its ru..
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You only can die but once, they say,There isn’t a second time,We carry fears all along the yearsWhen we think, which day is mine?We envisage tha..
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The life and the soul of the partyHe was always cracking jokes,Ever so hale and heartyWhen he hung with other blokes.We all thought he had a funny nam..
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What will I miss the most, I thought,Now that she’s not around,I walked back slowly to the PortWith my face turned to the ground,Would I miss th..
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I didn’t have much to put down… He said,‘You wouldn’t get much with that.’I’d wanted to buy a cottage whileThe ho..
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He sat in the Bell & Lantern withHis pipe and with his beer,The streets were wet on a misty nightWith the pub, the only cheer,He’d only marr..
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I went for a walk in a farmer’s fieldThat once was a village street,The cobbles were buried under the weedsAnd scattering ears of wheat,I wonder..
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