For Lora Once it grew here. Among the things that thrive Green with spring, alive Rooted Reaching fruited limbs on high, To praise a blazing Son.
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For Lora Once it grew here. Among the things that thrive Green with spring, alive Rooted Reaching fruited limbs on high, To praise a blazing Son.
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