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Let my body grow moss, and wither in the waves of green. Let my body brush with each granule of the... Let my body grow moss, and wither in the waves of green. Let my body brush with...
He who hid his secrets, only in incoherent speeches. He who flew, with birds over the hedges, He who hid his secrets, only in incoherent speeches. He who flew, with birds ov...