I Prefer The Gorgeous Freedom |
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I prefer the gorgeous freedom, And I fly to lands of grace, Where in wide and clear meadows All is good, as dreams, and blest. Here they rice: the clover clear, And corn-flower's gentle lace, And the rustle is always here: "Ears are leaning... Take your ways!" In this immense sea of fair, Only one of blades reclines. You don't see in misty air, I'd seen it!It will be mine!
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