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ABRA MOORE
The road full of light I have mine Full of desire In all of the world There is a big mountain Full of green daffodils Swimming in the coldest part of spring In light of it all It comes pouring Some going this way and others that And straight down the track You can hear 'em all falling The road full of light I have mine Full of desire In the light of it all I have gone
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