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[Embossed] GOLDEN GATE

A son was taken from the family
tree

When his heart was full of youthful
joy & glee

Taken when loving hearts wreathed his
brow with fame

Taken when heroes marked high his
boyish name

Angels seeking pearls for the land of
the blest

Saw a priceless jewel near a mothers
breast

And they plucked it from this world
of sin & woe

To shine as a star far from mortals
below

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