Who art thou Mistress of Bluess Eys of bluess eyes so brightly into the fair night.
The fairnes of justification is the essence of beauti in the eyes of madem of skies of lady of love of the endoring secret of mistery.
In the absodence of fairy tale mysteries the humbil humility of seas is the fairy tale wind of the fairy pricess.
As I walk gently into that good night I trajedly fallen from the sight into warmth withering mellow sound of the waves howling gently from that poundering heart past the river of sound through thy treshold of love momeries of love thy is thy favorism of fairy tale pleasure of love of sound to the fairest of mezmorizing pleasure of the morror image of the presence of formulatory purifying into that longing for the fairest of morning blue wispers of sun portals silently emerging into that good dwaning of the harmony of her essence of life is the mezmorizing dawning into that good night for that good night is the dawning of love of the fairest of the dawns
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