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The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime You shuffle in gloom of the sickroom And talk to yourself as you die Life is a short, warm moment So all aboard for the American tour You are the angel of death And who is the master of fox hounds? The memories of a man in his old age |
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