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When rain was falling down

On the beautiful gown

And the lilies began

To fade away and wan,

Some soft bittersweet notes

Were birthed by violins,

They broke their sacred oaths

Under the violet

And they fled from the coast

Upon winds violent,

Away from the blessed stone

Of the Levi islands,

Simple cast a ways stowed;

Long after poets sang

Of how they rowed and rowed

Far beyond ying and yang.

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Not really sure about this one…