| Far, far away is mirth withdrawn |
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| Not a vapour had stained the breezeless blue |
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| The Death Of A.G.A |
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| To a Wreath of Snow |
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| I see around me tombstones grey |
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| I would have touched the heavenly key |
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| Geraldine |
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| Sleep brings no joy to me |
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| To Imagination |
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| Sleep Not, Dream Not |
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