Thou Breeze, Thou Sing.
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Thou breeze, thou sing.
thou flow thou shine
when my soul is withered
you make me awaken
like rustling of withered leaves
singing the ecstasy and bliss
takes me away from all tracasserie
then
i feel i listen
i realise i glitter
my heart is filled with high tide
of heavenly pleasure.
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