I heard that voice in the quaint dark night,
A deep voice I couldn’t reach enough,
Something mysterious it was…
The wind howled…
And now I recall what the voice was,
A soft murmur…a sweet resonating voice of love,
Your image was clear,
A girl wit the angelic beauty,
That glimmered in the night so quiet,
The mysteries of life,
The images that are fake, yet those dance in your eyes,
Those mirrors that lie,
Those smiles that cry…
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