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When only that of the heart...in dark drizzle winter...to warmth...that shares...in hope that laughs...at trembling quakes...shake steadfastness...but holds fast... |
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When only that of the heart...in dark drizzle winter...to warmth...that shares...in hope that laughs...at trembling quakes...shake steadfastness...but holds fast... |
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