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Travel Alone

Frenic | Travel Alone

Never had much to say
He traveled alone with no friends
Like a shadowy ghost
At dawn he came and he went
The child of a man
Who had soon gone away 
Like a shadowy ghost
At dawn he came and he went                                          

So the story is told
Of his true love 'cross the line
As strong as the oak
And as sweet as the vine.

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