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Cyprian Velites
Guest Writer
Under the spreading Chestnut tree
Where I sold you and you sold me
Here lie they and here lie we
Under the spreading Chestnut tree
Under the spreading Chestnut tree
‘Neith the sullen faces of the free
And the death of unknown liberty
Under the spreading Chestnut tree
Under the spreading Chestnut tree
Where martyrs be, the ones we knee
A shackle closed on those who see
Under the spreading Chestnut tree.
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