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i shake my hair in the wind of morning
the sun is up
gone are the three, those sisters rare
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i shall see a star tonight
why then, must we see?
all those treasures that lie
for truth, for love
why so sad my lovely one?
with the sunset
renew the vision of delight


 



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