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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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