Placeholder: Love demands songs and my flute does not give in to love, but the day is already fleeing and the afternoon brings twilight again. You, Daphnis, take the flock from here Love demands songs and my flute does not give in to love, but the day is already fleeing and the afternoon brings twilight again. You, Daphnis, take the flock from here

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Love demands songs and my flute does not give in to love, but the day is already fleeing and the afternoon brings twilight again. You, Daphnis, take the flock from here

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