Forest Rabbit Crown Soft Stone

Was the name she introduced

On that candle light bright night

Where dreams were all self-produced

Desert Lion Hat Rough Silk

Was the name we all had guessed

For her stars were drowned in milk

Yet her sun in black was dressed

Those you hear were the words

In which I painted your ghost

Now that time has tuned my chords

Could I...

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