Ashes
By the altar, on my knees,
I piously pray for a fresh breeze.
For in my heart, lie piles of stale ashes,
Left by the burnt love that still flashes.
Ashes
By the altar, on my knees,
I piously pray for a fresh breeze.
For in my heart, lie piles of stale ashes,
Left by the burnt love that still flashes.
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