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I hear of tears

I hear of tears
The resonant sound of a weeping
Beauty rang true and pure across
Desolate valleys and dying
As if it was for my ears only
Singing into the very depths of
My soul a song of sorrow
along with the soft chime of  
 of remorse with every note 
i hear of tears  

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