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Never heard her like before,
Her voice was and eyes might like
A sad violin tune and turbulent sea comprised
playing not so far and about to flow down;
Dripping liquid Gold ,Her Tears;
Rolling Diamonds, Her Tears;
Fading the daylight, Her Tears;
Flood in desert, Her Tears;
Wish could be there
to save , Her racing Heart;
to warm, her cold pulses;
to scratch; her fears;
to wipe rolling, Her tears.
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