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For The Emperor Caesar Titus Antoninus Pius, Father Of This Country, I Carried Sods To Build This Wall And They Where Heavy And
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elizabeth Veldon
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45:00 |
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At Night I Dream I'm Walking The Distant Hills, Bathed In Sunlight With The Crisp Air Against My Skin
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elizabeth Veldon
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50:00 |
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I Can Not Love This Damp Climate But Sometimes It Shocks Me With Its Beauty
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elizabeth Veldon
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55:00 |
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We Talk Endlessly Of Home And The Perfect Blue Of The Mare Nostrum
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elizabeth Veldon
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30:01 |
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For The Emperor Caesar Titus Antoninus Pius, Father Of This Country I Slept In A Foreign Land And Heard The Owl In The Night Out
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elizabeth Veldon
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25:00 |
