quatrains
It is a discreet wind
Who draws the heart
On the long and wide was
His only procession
to crown
the gods of threshold
The new excitement
Beings traveled
When evening came
So fragile yet
That we would
Pa ss er slowly
It is a discreet wind
Who draws the heart
On the long and wide was
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