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Spells of light to witch the cares
Whose darkness haunts us waking.
Dream, dream, let me dream,
Wherefore should I waken—
To know my heart is as a grave,
By hope and love forsaken.
Spells of light to witch the cares
Whose darkness haunts us waking.
Dream, dream, let me dream,
Wherefore should I waken—
To know my heart is as a grave,
By hope and love forsaken.