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<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">We have lost even this twilight.<br />No one saw us this evening hand in hand<br />while the blue night dropped on the world.<br /><br /></p><p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">I have seen from my window<br />the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.<br /><br />Sometimes a piece of sun<br />burned like a coin in my hand.<br /><br />I remember you with my soul clenched<br />in that sadness of mine that you know.<br /><br />Where were you then?<br />Who else was there?<br />Saying what?<br />Why will the whole of love come to me suddenly<br />when I am sad and feel you are far away?<br /><br />The book fell that is always turned to at twilight<br />and my cape rolled like a hurt dog at ...