Crisp and Fresh As Mourning Breath
Oh beauty
Oh delight
Oh gorgeous want for life
Absence of a wonder such as you, would surely cause me strife
When night doth fall again on blackened soul,
Till ponderous questions rise
A Vision of your remedy, is but a work of felony
Ones life is not that liveable
Until one hears those syllables,
Oh beauty
Oh delight
Oh gorgeous want for life
Absence of a wonder such as you, would surely
Cause me strife.
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