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Hail youth of bloom, sweet and good from excellent thrones of nutritive sensitivity
Below Fire’s hairs, there he sat on mortal Wood’s structure to chant and chat with Heaven’s charming cheer
I had sewed their mouth shut with needles of fame and yarns of destiny Heaven chose me for glory eternally
Days joy charmed her to merry Never have I found curves and curls spin to glory Every course of aura sailed to eternity
NOTHANG BUT ONLY HAPPINESS.
The perfect skyline Promises all the mystery and beauty