I walked in the graying fields today
Saw the pale greetings of the blossoms
Gazed at the sad hues of the sky
And thought how pale mornings could be
Without bringing happy tales in our sleeps.
Saw the pale greetings of the blossoms
Gazed at the sad hues of the sky
And thought how pale mornings could be
Without bringing happy tales in our sleeps.
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