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Time: folded, masked, heartless - a nonsense, drifting masks, drowned ghosts. And then for one minute - a second -... Golden ogival arches, morning light, a bird song, unfolding heart. Time, a stardust sprinkle, lightness of danseuses, gestures of magicians, gentle rowing on a placid lake, love phantasy...! Brief waltz by one, tempo gravissimo, string puppet stuttering... Hush now, hush. It's sleeping time.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 5:57 AM UTC
A three tempo story on rhythm 'n' blues
Time: folded, masked, heartless - a nonsense, drifting masks, drowned ghosts. And then for one minute - a second -... Golden ogival arches, morning light, a bird song, unfolding heart. Time, a stardust sprinkle, lightness of danseuses, gestures of magicians, gentle rowing on a placid lake, love phantasy...! Brief waltz by one, tempo gravissimo, string puppet stuttering... Hush now, hush. It's sleeping time.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 5:57 AM UTC
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