on September..
I will raise you to the dawn (I beg your pardon!)
Birds fly south, unsung chorus
hear in the sky and an endless bottomless
and dissolve over a ridge of misty mountains.
Last scream pierces boom memories.
Oh, why does it fall heart no mercy?
A minor in the Crane stave
of September at dawn twilight sad ...
I will raise you to the dawn (I beg your pardon!)
Birds fly south, unsung chorus
hear in the sky and an endless bottomless
and dissolve over a ridge of misty mountains.
Last scream pierces boom memories.
Oh, why does it fall heart no mercy?
A minor in the Crane stave
of September at dawn twilight sad ...
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