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The Ammoon Emholds the AmligEmht
And the Ammoon's this spinning Emglobe
Shedding Amlight upon the Emroad
The AmbirEmd won't AmflyEm
And aAm bird without its wingEms is a Amlow and tragic Emthing
We are Fghosts
We are Cghosts amongst these hills
From the Gtrees of velvet green
To the Dground beneath our feet
We are Fghosts
We are Cghosts amongst these hills
Pressing Gout along the shore
Pressing Dout along the shore
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AmTheEm mountain song
Matters not the thoughts of thirds
Matters only to be heard
And though I'm gone
I will come again in Spring
When the harvest can begin
FWeC aGreD ghosts
We are ghosts amongst these hills
From the trees of velvet green
To the ground beneath our feet
We are ghosts
We are ghosts amongst these hills
Pressing out along the shore
Pressing out along the shore
FCG
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