Early morning
Early morning
just at star!
Dream I turn
for average far,
Not today,
tomorrow dispel,
And I know
we can't well!
Don't say goodbye my days,
And I will live for you in rays;
Why, how now, saucy behold.
Listen to his twaddling cold.
Early morning
just at star!
Dream I turn
for average far,
Not today,
tomorrow dispel,
And I know
we can't well!
And I know
we can't well!
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December 20, 2024
