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Upon your fair visage, a divine radiance gleams, If my heart stirs, what fault lies in my dreams? In the shade of your tresses, a blossom unfurls, Like dawn's first light, banishing night's pearls.
Upon your fair visage, a divine radiance gleams, If my heart stirs, what fault lies in my dreams? In the shade of your tresses, a blossom unfurls, Like dawn's first light, banishing night's pearls.
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