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She called from distant valleys, lost in thought

She called from distant valleys, lost in thought

   She called from distant valleys,

          lost in thought, her lips smiling.

   Blind but seeing all, I whispered into her ear:

        "Darling, there is still time to charge our engines."

   Only silence pervailed on dry patches in distant valleys.

        Perhaps the rain will bring new life to mingle with old thoughts.

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