The Golden Darkness/Song

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The wild birds sing for joy of spring,
 But unto me who dream and long,
Pain is a stabbing melody,
 And sadness is a song.

But grief is patient evermore,
 And I will wait for that far day,
When happiness will come to me
 And blow my songs away.

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