obscures the stranza hideing the bare.
Sweet fragnances may hide strinking smells.
Swans, I've seen the beauty.
Swans, I've seen the simplicity.
But still, there're some gardens in which, statyes cry...
Sweet fragnances may hide my soul, my heart, my eyes, my arms...
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