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ho dedi dum

while walking I found a plum

that had turned into a tree

and gave shade to me

as a cloud passed over head

want to leave this world of dread

I drew my sword and danced as leave fell

the blade caused to dip and swell

as a swallow flies through the mead hall

a few moments of joy in the storm, then we fall

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