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The Deserted VillageA Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s a road on the hill, leads down to the plain Where once was a village before the Black Plague, And the old stone walls that .. |
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The Deserted VillageA Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s a road on the hill, leads down to the plain Where once was a village before the Black Plague, And the old stone walls that .. |
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