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The rustling nightfall strews my gown with roses, And wine-flushed petals bring forgetfulness Of shadow after shadow striding past. I arise with the stars exultantly and follow The sweep of the moon along the hushing stream, Where no birds wake; only the far-drawn sigh Of wary voices whispering farewell.
Source: Internet Sacred Text Archive, file cfu/fol/fol16.htm.
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