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I make my shroud, but no one knows
So shimmering fine it is and fair
With stitches set in even rows
I make my shroud, but no one knows
So shimmering fine it is and fair
With stitches set in even rows
I make my shroud, but no one knows
In door-way where the lilac blows
Humming a little wandering air
I make my shroud and no one knows
So shimmering fine it is and fair
from:Adelide Crapsy
Humming a little wandering air
I make my shroud and no one knows
So shimmering fine it is and fair