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| Le Meridien, Kochi backwaters, August 2012 |
Be still my poor heart, be still
There's no bosom to rest thy head
No comfort to seek, no room to weep
Be still my poor heart, be still
Be still my poor soul, be still
For long are the days to mourn
Don't count the hours, from dusk to dawn
Be still my poor soul, be still
Be still, my poor love, be still
Let's walk away from them all
Nought in life's journey is easy to walk
Be still my poor love, be still
~CBS
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