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I sit beside the fire and think Of how the world will be When winter comes without a spring That I shall ever see
I sit beside the fire and think Of people long ago And people who will see a world that I shall never know
I sit beside the fire and think Of older times that were before I listen for returning feet And voices at my door
On high above the mists I came A distant flame before the sun A wonder ere the waking dawn Where grey the nordlands waters run In elder days and years of yore
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