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In an old church yard where the dead are found Silence was broken by the church bells soundAnd the birds that were singing in the trees Took to flight on the Sunday breeze.People started gathering miles aroundTo say there praise on holey ground. I felt I had already seen this scène The night before in a dreamSo I decided to take a look inside And found a lonely corner to hide I listened carefully to what was saidAnd thought it over in my headAnd as I was travelling on my way homeI the feeling I was not alone,But was there really someone there?Or did imagine it out of despair,
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