Oh sharp diamond, my mother! i could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods that present that i lost. sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fingered lady...
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Oh Sharp Diamond, My Mother! I Could
Oh sharp diamond, my mother! i could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods that present that i lost. sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fingered lady...
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