The Note, The Drop
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The note
The drop
The sweet
The dew
The lovely nymph voice
Chorus of war
Songs of war
Horrid but beauty still
A note follows
Just one note
But the note
That note
descending
dreamy
tiptoeing
the dreamy
the sleepy silhouette
the rising
the awakening
Dawn!
Beauty be our inheritance!
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