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The Shores of Lost--
Carriage upon the westerly winds
Caresses my ears with sweet melodies
As words from afar speak soft' to my soul
And whisper so sweet of things that could be.
Of things that could be, my soul longs to know,
And so, still I stand, alone on the shore;
I stand and I wait,
And I stand, and I wait,
Yet, still I am lost
and want to know more...
Yet, still, I am lost,
and want to know more...
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