Anna Quinn
O God above, Must I forever be a dream of love? Must I forever see as in a glass The loveliness of life before me pass, Like Anna Quinn or sunlight on the grass?
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O God above, Must I forever be a dream of love? Must I forever see as in a glass The loveliness of life before me pass, Like Anna Quinn or sunlight on the grass?
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