if only i could lay my hands on the threshold of beauty
i would dance with the trees of glee
if only i could breathe your name on the land of galore
i would break another mirror of affection
why won't it give a glimmer of fire?
while the strange attraction spreads its wings
why won't it give any token?
when the treasure is inexplicably revealed
for a sweet surrender awaits you in the dimly lit gorgeous evening
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