There's music here
There's music here, that softly echos.
Between the starlight and green wide medows.
There's music here, that quietly lay,
Between the starlight and a shallow bay.
There's music here, that gently glow,
Between the starlight and the falling snow.
There's music here, that misteriously linger,
Between the starlight and a sea of silver.
There's music here, that cruely break,
Between the starlight, and a sharpened ache.
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