In absence of love
The dawn would lay asleep
For even the birds know
The voices that fill the sky
Are an opera for the beloved
A moon hidden, a sun risen.
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In absence of love
The dawn would lay asleep
For even the birds know
The voices that fill the sky
Are an opera for the beloved
A moon hidden, a sun risen.
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