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A hundred miles between us / Could never part us more / Than that one step you took from me / What time my need was sore.
A hundred years between us / Might hold us less apart / Than that one dragging moment / Wherein I knew your heart.
Now what farewell is needed / To all I held most dear, / So far and far you are from me / I doubt if you could hear.