I am the Muse who sings not of no other, I am the difference between light and night: The art…
Distance known
We're miles away from a distant shore, However separate but soon far apart, It follows me: the wind ere its…
Mighty oak
A brilliant wind at once enraptured me, So freely did it turn round and fared way, Breathes again was I…
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