| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Just a ship out on the ocean, a speck against the sky,Amelia earhart flying that sad day;With her partner, captain noonan, on the second of julyHer plane fell in the ocean, far away.There is a beautiful, beautiful fieldFar away-ay-ay in a land that is fair.Happy landings to you, amelia earhart,Farewell, first lady of the air.Half an hour later her sos was heard,Her signal's weak, but still her voic
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