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notre dame des bois

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Kandinsky 2.2

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The storm passed, the winds died down, and calm settled in the dark cemetery. Mustafa was standing alone in this sudden silence, surrounded by statues of the dead as if they had turned into silent stones. And at that moment, while he was looking around in amazement, he heard a whispering voice creeping in from the gagged statue, as if a soul was coming back to life in that quiet moment.
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So in the darkness I will sit still and stay As my tongue grows sicker, drying to a waste Empty words flicker, shrill, then fade away And I will feel how bitter they left a taste Silence sway all over, then it kills and slay The shallow sweetness of the heavenly haste I still remain here, in the gloomy, choked space And I will shed no tear, and let no smile to my face I won't let no wave, disturb any ear, I will stay here, Guarding this vain grace.
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