The Night Folds Her Trembling Hands Over A Weary World. Out Of A Pale Blue Rises The Shining Moon. My Thoughts Are Flying To The Stars Like Lonely Swans.
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The Night Folds Her Trembling Hands Over
The Night Folds Her Trembling Hands Over A Weary World. Out Of A Pale Blue Rises The Shining Moon. My Thoughts Are Flying To The Stars Like Lonely Swans.
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