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o last night i dreamed of you, johnny, my lover 6

Song X O the valley in the summer where I and my John Beside the deep river would walk on and on While the flowers at our feet and the birds up above Argued so sweetly on reciprocal love, And I leaned on his shoulder; “O Johnny, let’s play”: But he frowned like thunder and […]

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