I must go walk the woods so wild
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and wander here and there
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in dread and deadly fear
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for where I trusted I am beguiled
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and all for one
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thus am I banished from by bliss
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by craft and false pretense
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fautless without offense
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as of return no certain is
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and all for fear
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fear of one
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the running streams shall be my drink
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acorns shall be my food
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nothing may do me good
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but when of your beauty I do think
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and all for love
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love of one
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All For One
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| Qntal |
