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And Am I Born To Die?
To Lay This Body Down?
And Must My Trembling Spirit Fly
Into A World Unknown?
A Land Of Deepest Shade
Unpierced By Human Thought
The Dreary Regions Of The Dead
Where All Things Are Forgot?
Soon As From Earth I Go
What Will Become Of Me?
Eternal Happiness Or Woe?
Must Then My Portion Be?
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