"Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was a singing gold,
Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old,
If any one asks, say it was forgotten,
Long and long ago,
As a flower, as a fire, and a hushed football,
In a long forgotten snow,
We will all be forgotten."
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