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Hollow rings the temple bells, sadness in carols, The emptiness of muezzin calls from the lofty mi... Hollow rings the temple bells, sadness in carols, The emptiness of muezzin cal...
And softly she slipped; gently As the moist breath of the first kiss Into the night, soulfu... And softly she slipped; gently As the moist breath of the first kiss In...