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I see your crystal tears
on fields of sapphire grass

in floating blooms of orchids
and rain of opal glass

I drink your love like angels
on burgundy winds of wine

I voyage in your eyes
see flowering things divine

but moon is on the meadow
all good things are past

I see your crystal tears
on fields of sapphire grass

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