Adagio
Along the north coast,
where I last saw you,
dead trees still dance.
When you visit me there
I see graceful branches performing
for all who wish to attend.
Along the north coast,
where I last saw you,
dead trees still dance.
When you visit me there
I see graceful branches performing
for all who wish to attend.
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