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You hid fog,
And the voice was weak.
I remember these cheats,
I remember, submissive slave.

You crowned crown
Another dawn quirks.
I remember the steps of the throne
And your first strict court.

What pale dresses!
What a strange silence!
And lilies full of arms,
And you without a thought before you know it ...

Who knows, where it was?
Where fallen star?
What are the words to say,
Are you saying then?

But how could I not know
White flower river
And these pale dresses,
and countries, white hint?

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