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An DudlachdWhen the moon shines brightall leaves delight is to dance with the wind is to whisper in silence is to cover the world with a hint Low lie the fields of fright enchanted by the moon embosomed by night Our sillouhetles flow in the wind The wind calls a secret name and pale licking flames deride the rising night |