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GHigher than the yonder FmouCntaGin and deeper than the Fsea C G
GFrom the breadth of the Feast unto the Cwest
Is the Glove that started with a DseeCd
GStronger than the wildest FhorCsesG and the rising FtideC G
GThe chords of death hung so Fheavy round our Cnecks
Will beG left at the great DdiviCde
Am Flood Cwaters GriDse,Am Cbut it won't Gwash Daway
Am Love Cnever GdieDs,Am Cit will hold Gon more Dfierce than Cgraves
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G Farther than the pale moon FriCsesG upon the open FplainCs G
GPast the time of the lFongest blood Cline
GThere shines an immortal DflamCe
GSomewhere in between fForCeveGr and the passing FdayCs G
GThere's a place moth and Frust cannot lay Cwaste
ThisG is grace, the face of DlovCe
Am Flood Cwaters GriDse,Am Cbut it won't Gwash Daway
Am Love Cnever GdieDs,Am Cit will hold Gon more Dfierce than Cgraves
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