- My heart and song of it -
My heart is moving with pain ineffable,
The rhythm and cadence too strong to bear,
The limit is beyond the sky to touch,
My heart cries for hoursunknownweirdto Dawn.
The song is silent upon the wavy grass,
Childhood memories of friendship are the tune.
Thy heart is my abode where to gleam my March.
My heart is moving with pain ineffable, The rhythm and cadence too strong to bear, The limit is beyond the sky to touch
The song is silent upon the wavy grass, Childhood memories of friendship are the tune. Thy heart is my abode where to gleam my March. ........
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My heart cries for hoursunknownweirdto Dawn.