The evening fell down |
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| The evening fell down with stealthy paces on the grass that snows whitens talking light words among pine trees and firs to fragrant mosses smiling of peace on her lips Instead I ferried convulsive dreams trough the night's phantasm the moon enticed me to fly to dispel my heart to forget our distance dreaming stars in your eyes sailing your dewy softness smelling the scent of you until in the amazed sunrise an interior glance in a shudder of regret doused my turmoil |
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