There Must Be Something
摘要： There must be somethingupon the hill, when crescent whispers to shadows, trees stretch each tip, and
upon the hill,
when crescent whispers to shadows,
trees stretch each tip,
and owls halt on the branches.
There must be something
in the breeze,
when misty May breathes fragrance,
windows half open,
on the beach,
when sunset kisses the skyline,
waves twist with bubbles,
beneath the snow,
when quiescence dominates mountains,
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