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Slowly, Silently, Now The Moon Walks The Night In Her Silver Shoon.
-Walter De La Mare
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Slowly, Silently, Now The Moon Walks The
Walter De La Mare
Slowly, Silently, Now The Moon Walks The Night In Her Silver Shoon.
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