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Quiet, my heart, these walls

have ears! Listen to the ocean

muttering a frenzied tune of passion.

A beautiful maiden welcomes her

death upon the rocks by the shore.

Be still, my true one, these

secrets are fatal. A handsome

suitor bids farewell to many a

weeping soul. The winds murmur

against the glass ceiling of a

room and the hour has come. The

sun no longer lingers long after

sunrise and the skies no longer

blush crimson. The sands of time

are sifted in the stiff breeze.

Close the window, my love, I want

To hear no more.

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