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C. Morgenstern: Gentle Songs (Free verse) by yonderland Gentle songs I sing for you by night,
songs that no-one's mortal ear can hear,
nor a star that may be shining bright,
nor the Moon that glides in silent gear;
To whom nothing but the heart of mine,
that can dream them, listens wistfully,
and in whom no thing except the pain,
that evokes them, can indulge for me.
Gentle songs I sing for you by night,
you, in whose eyes sank my sense and mind,
from their core, deep down and out of sight
my soul drank one longing of its kind.
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