WELL, ALL THAT'S GOOD
(for helene grimaud)
(for helene grimaud)
And the sun will shine forever and your
lips will always glisten while your eyes
shall always smile, and I will be at your
side forever. Of such feelings is my felicity
made. I clamor for things of you. I harp
at your musical well. Let me listen anew.
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