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When I go my lovely never weep for

me. Dispose the mortal shackle, set my
spirit free to wander like a vapour
in the valleys by the sea. If you ever
take a notion, follow in my trail by
Pendoylan or StDonats to the forest
in the Vale. In a misty meadow by
the leafy lane listen to the love songs
whispered in the rain. Bide with me a moment,
let us wander through the trees. Then live a
life thats full, with the freedom of the breeze.