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de Enam
What hope is hero for modern rhyme
To him, who turns a musing eye
One sings, and deeds, and lives, that lie
Foreshortened in the tract of time?
These mortal lullabies of pain
May bind a book, may line a box,
May serve to curle a mainden´s locks;
Or when a thousand moons shall wane
A man upon a stall may find,
And, passing, may turn the page that tells
A grief, than changed to something else,
Sung by a long-forgotten mind.
But what of that? My darkened ways
Shall ring with music all the same;
To breathe my loss is more than fame,
To utter love mores sweet than praise
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Alomo
Alomo
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Alomo - Slow Edition
Wuieve Slow Edition
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Alomo - Sped Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Ishmael
Purple And Gold
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La Nuit Des Elfes
M'Anchelii
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Elian
M'Anchelii
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Indefinite Flow
Purple And Gold
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Longing For Ashira
M'Anchelii
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Wuieve - Speed Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Cocaine - Speed Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Loko - Speed Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Dear Ronaldhino - Speed Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Me Yada - Speed Version
Wuieve High Pitch
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Shields
Purple And Gold
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Purple And Gold
Purple And Gold
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Arinya
Purple And Gold
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Wings Of The Warrior
Purple And Gold
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First Human Feeling
Purple And Gold
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Dha'Mara
Purple And Gold
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The Wherryman
Purple And Gold