To Annable Smith.
Whith the dawn the hope born again,
The flight of the butterfly
It have echo in my heart
Together al song of the lark,
The drewdrop sparkle
How diamonds
What never we own,
And the hope born again
It's the life
How the wind rock your hair
What it take a good port.
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