In a gazing dazzling glare
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As an image stood before me
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But he knew not where
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a mulatto soul so rare
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Intercepted by graviation
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Through the mist like air
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From the pits of Eden
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This image he came from there
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One time now
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Johnny's turn now
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Driven out by Eden's
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..........
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This image he came from there
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Gazing
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| Love |
