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That night, in sleep, I saw the forest clearing /
by the moor’s edge, and the ring of his ashes. /
That night, in sleep, I saw the forest clearing /
by the moor’s edge, and the ring of his ashes. /
D’ye ever hink aboot the furthest part ay the desert in Egypt? / How there’s ridges ay sand – / that huvnae seen hoof or foot or bike or tortoise or bucket or spade,
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