.Today is a winter Sunday.
We wear our heavy coats.
The soul of my brother>is pure, though he doesn't think so.
Oh one for sorrow,
Oh one for sorrow, two for joy.
We walk the whole two miles to Holly.
I want to hold his hand but I don't.
The thoughts of my brother,
Wher.
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