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Upon this hill
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I plundered from the pool
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I look around
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I search the skies
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I shade my eyes
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So nearly blind
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And I see signs
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Of half-remembered days
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I hear bells that chime
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In strange, familiar ways
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I recognize
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The hope you kindle
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In your eyes