In The Eyes Of A Dreamer
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Thus I saw in my night dreams that my heart didnt ache anymore. It was just a porcelain bell in the faraway China. It hanged on on a colourful pagoda and scarcely tolled While mocking the spindle clangs in the blue enamel skies. And sweet gentle young girl in the red silken dress Whereupon yellow jackets, flowers, dragons were stitched Sat there quietly thoughtless, wordless and cross-legged Listening attentively to how the hardly heard bells jingled.
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