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Under the spell of a lilac sky She watches the pale moon come waltzing by She sits mesmerised, Glass tears in her eyes, Swinging from star to star she can fly Aquamarine, shot through with spun gold Running from shadows, this day's growing old Dreams falling from grace, Dispersed into space, She's waiting for darkness, peaceful and cold.
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