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The ghostly face of a dream hides from prying eyes in the hyacinth valleys of the night, in the tenderness of the shining flowers of immaculate lilies. The pain of memories hides, and the transparent stream of days of waiting quietly runs. The indigo shadow of Sleep relentlessly sways in the misty strands of the eternal River.