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Births, removals, deaths . . . I do not mind
the chop and change. Lord, I have not sinned
if I have tried, when Art was low and blind,
to keep a candle burning in the wind.
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Births, removals, deaths . . . I do not mind
the chop and change. Lord, I have not sinned
if I have tried, when Art was low and blind,
to keep a candle burning in the wind.