<!-- Page Code:Q29jb1Jvc2lliC0gR2FsbG93cyA= --> it was just before the moon hung her weary heavy head in the gallows and the graves of the milky milky cradle his tears have turned to poppies a shimmer in the midnight a flower in the twilight a flower in the twilight and our screaming is in his screaming our screaming in the willow they took him to the gallows he
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