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Where we threw the stone
The stream ran warm
inside the sun
Along the bank we walked
So clear that day...
Worn by time, dust and weeds
Light and dark fell
through the leaves
Where we sometimes laughed
So full of light 
and morning mist
We walked beneath the trees
So clear that day... Where we threw the stone The stream ran warm inside the sun Along the bank we walked So clear that day... Worn by time, dust and weeds Light and dark fell through the leaves Where we sometimes laughed So full of light and morning mist We walked beneath the trees So clear that day...
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