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For there is a dram.
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And I followed, the way one life follows
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Guilty of dust and sin.
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where a ray of the sun, naked, stood still
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For once on the face of the earth,
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I always imagine those gates
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till he burn
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Not noticing how one step leads to another
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if only you could see
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and gusts the grate / to luff