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Calling forth the sun on a dreary and dismal morning...sad tears at victory's cost...even as the dancing and singing fill the streets...we hope the future does not repeat the past... |
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Calling forth the sun on a dreary and dismal morning...sad tears at victory's cost...even as the dancing and singing fill the streets...we hope the future does not repeat the past... |
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