Somewhere between pain and pleasure
The day goes by
Somewhere between word and action
The day goes by
-The Call, "Day or Night"
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The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame Over his living head like heaven is bent, An early but enduring monument, Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song In sorrow.
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