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The Shadow of the Wind
Under the moon's silver glow
I heard the wind blow
the autumn leaves flew past me,
like charms in night's debris,
the wind it cools,
the night was full of the airs of scented jewels,
the breeze blew on the lake causing ripples of light and shadow,
I hear the wind's cries and see its tears which fly and show,
as crystalline glowing rain, it is the coming of a storm,
the shadows of the ...
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