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Jul 24
Oh when I die,
Leave me beneath the boughs of the beech tree
Queen of the woodland she will keep me
Twisted branch and shaded leaf
Moss and ferns to break my bones free
Written by
Angharad  34/F/Wales
(34/F/Wales)   
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