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Walk With Me - a rondelet

Walk with me , please. So many things I must tell you. Walk with me , please, under stars, before this night flees. Stories I'll tell, while the moon's new. Strolling through the grasses wet dew, walk with me, please.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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