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If it shine or if it rain, Little will I care or know. Days, like drops upon a pane, Slip, and join, and go. At my door's another lad; Here's his flower in my hair. If he see me pale and sad, Will he see me fair? I sit looking at the floor. Little will I think or say If he seek another door; Even if he stay.
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