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The Queen, my lord, is dead.
She would have died sometime.
And all the words of care
Were frail wind upon the air.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Gia na voithisei ton agapimeno tis mesaioniko syggrafea, i vyzaroy milf ntynetai opos
The Queen, my lord, is dead.
She would have died sometime.
And all the words of care
Were frail wind upon the air.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow