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fragments
I
I sprinkled the colors of star ages
As a new source swooning distant
At the scent of night.
II
firmaments
oblong nights
Dancing days
The tree sketched up to the howling forest.
III
Speed of countries of magnitude emeralds
Mordorés Horizons winds principles moments
The days have planted purple perfumes