In the coolness of the morning sparing moments here in magical tide I would meet you without question to share a starry gaze a look through the sky from the start there was this kind of glow the start when it¡¯s right you¡¯ll know, fascinating love¡¯s a secret an ancient riddle with no reason or rhyme unpredictable the muses they play never knowing whether teasing or shy.
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