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Before Twilight Darkens Our View
In My Sky At Twilight - Pablo Neruda
The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!
VFS-TicK
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water"
Simply beautiful, John.
Michaela