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Send me a new breeze
 


The storm clouds tatter away
As i learn to sing with ease
O the trees of green quiet
Send me a new breeze
And try not to see my tears
That sieve through my lashes
Those are just water
That turned love to ashes
And do not feel the ache
That heart so tightly keeps
They are but gifts
That, with love, you reap
And though love does exist
It steals your breath
and makes you walk through
A thorny barbed bed.
Unfold, unfold, unfold
O petals of pearly rose
Send me a new breeze
Under which life flows..





By Fleur

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