Lift me unto thou gray mist, perch me upon thy branches of hope, whisper into my ear words full of bliss, and sing unto me a song with thy verses of a summer's kiss.
For forever, when thy eyes see the ocean, from shore to sea, I shall love thee.
From me to a soft breeze, I shall want thee.
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