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When streams splash in my eyes, I would not spill them or spill them. Freedom chooses from no one, so that they will henceforth not be shared with anyone. And puts a brand of loneliness, /it is easily read in the eyes/. Ask me what you have never been able to tell anyone. And I will answer, swallowing the pain, with a sad, quiet echo from the fields With you... in you... lived my love... ...the only value on Earth...
A glamorous woman with long, flowing hair and striking makeup poses elegantly. She wears a sparkling black dress, adorned with intricate details, and dazzling earrings, set against a softly lit backdrop.