No Tears, No Cries
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He left the home,
And whither went,
Fade up with the world of hatred!
Perhaps! He didn't want to be in rent,
At last, I found him,
Silently lay is ease,
In a dark castle,
At the Door it was writ:
No tears, No cries,
Get ready-Don't pry
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