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She rains with tears of oak tree
On the porch of a hidden thought, Among pale dream flowers And blinks of clouds. She rains with forest tears On the edge of a purple sun, Among shards of feelings And moon splinters. She rains with grass tears On a cradle of past, Among silent screams And strangers that kill. She rains with tears of linden tree On a faded air of death, Among through shapeless silent sighs And smell of incense.
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