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The dawning is over the morning is over and I can't look into your eyes
a cold November morning a shivering new dawning I watched your energy slide
It's sad to see it dying -- that fire once so lively now three tears have fallen from my eyes a dampened need for fire -- a kindled desire the power just vanished from your eyes
the dawning is over the mourning is over I still can't look into your eyes
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