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The Secret

Sometimes, the trees sketch out a peculiar ballet,
Imitating my little body deceived by the wind,
And the ivy whispers familiar words
Look at life with the eyes of a child
To smell the suave perfumes exhaled
By a garden whose secret you filled long ago
And at that moment sang the giggling diaphanous girls
Of the sparkling, pearly river

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