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To emanate tunes of limitless songs. | To emanate tunes of limitless songs. | ||
Abounding on all sides of my footpath | |||
Are coniferous plants, row after row; | |||
But my mind You filled with an obscure flower, | But my mind You filled with an obscure flower, | ||
The name of which You do not tell. | The name of which You do not tell. |