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rising moon has hid the stars
i do not pray for peace
often i think of the beautiful town
there was a strangeness on your lips
under the harvest moon
melancholy days have come
tell me
this is the song of youth
sweet splendor
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
my sorrow, when she's here with me

 



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