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So many men think that I am theirs When I sit with them, when I drink with them Nothing compares to all that was shared Between you and I, between you and I Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn And my love is like sloe-blossom on the blackthorn So many men reach for the highest branch To find the bitter fruit, to

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