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Often
I
think
this
sad
old
world
is
whistling
in
the
dark,
just
like
a
child
who,
late
from
school,
walks
bravely
home
through
the
park.
To
keep
their
spirits
soaring
and
keep
the
night
at
bay,
neither
quite
knowing
which
way
they
are
going,
they
sing
the
shadows
away.
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