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Temple Of Spring
As the silence rushes in
wings of the trees settle
with a whispering rustle
as a shadow passes over
too tall, to be me
with a smile of Cheshire
at life's crossroad
where memories are a song
as the silence rushes in
in the temple of Spring
wings of the trees settle
with a whispering rustle
as a shadow passes over
too tall, to be me
with a smile of Cheshire
at life's crossroad
where memories are a song
as the silence rushes in
in the temple of Spring
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