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LET NO BIRD SING, by            
First Line: Tread softly here, upon this spot
Last Line: Love died, and it was night.
Subject(s): Love - Loss Of


Tread softly here, upon this spot
Love died. Let no bird sing.
Let no sound break within this place --
Love died, and with it spring.

So swiftly then the sun went down
Robbing the world of light --
A pale moon rode a star-less sky --
Love died, and it was night.





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