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the meadow was creeping
and with the humming bird
to the passionate lover
gone are the three, those sisters rare
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
when the wind works against us in the dark
sweet splendor
why do you always stand there shivering
where shall i find you
high-born race

 



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