She
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came to me one morning, one
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lonely Sunday morning, her
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long hair flowing in the
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midwinter wind. I
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know not how she found me for in
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darkness I was walking and des-
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truction lay around me from a
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fight I could not win.
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Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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ah.