rested on that cable,
she awaits that heralding toll
which yearns to gently beckon my inherent soul;
oh, come, come dear bird of ill omen... whisk me away
to love's amaranthine breath,
to keep my heart
at bay.
she awaits that heralding toll
which yearns to gently beckon my inherent soul;
oh, come, come dear bird of ill omen... whisk me away
to love's amaranthine breath,
to keep my heart
at bay.
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