<!-- Page Code:R29yZG9uiExpZ2h0Zm9vdCAtiEJpdHRlciBHcmVlbiA= --> upon the bitter green she walked the hills above the town echoed to her footsteps as soft as eider down waiting for her master to kiss away her tears waiting through the years bitter green they called her walking in the sun loving ev'ryone that she met bitter green they called her waiting in the
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