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sitting by the candlesbefore the mirror of my inspiration
I look at my mirror's pictureso who am I if there stays a mind of aninexhaustible mistery with me?so dance faster with the wind of your shadowso chase faster in the rain of storm feelingsdrive the chariots of slassy cloudslooking for the silver grovesand for me the scream of forgotten rainwhere only remains to me to go by the thornsby the bridges of the pastso I give seven golden firesso I give seven golden keysseven golden firesseven golden keys
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