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Winter winds, they do blow cold The time of year, it is chosen Now the frost and fire And now the sea is frozen He who sleeps, he does not see The coming of the seasons The filling of a dream Without a time to reason Then she walked through evil O'er the paths of broken illusions Carefully now she lives For she has mended her confusion
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