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They say the willowWas a girl like me,Waiting for her loveWho did not appear.Trembling poor thingBent with no hopeGone dry with painTurned to a willow.Over the watersWith her head bent downShe trembles stillAnd quietly weeps.Entire year overShe cannot believeHow can a loverForget his love.



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