Around stone and iron grip bright Sunlight laughs along with the playful wind, to tease and kiss the lips of waiting flowers, whose multitudes seductively bow and dance in graceful homage to accept these blessings and in return as tribute, give back their fleeting beauty for ancient gods and you and me to see.
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