Morning in the Valleys
By: Pmel Oki
Smile away the morning grey
And the lull of the Tlaloc’s rain
And rise from the gentle arms
Of Somnus and his reign
Oh what sweet lords of heavens give
For one in want of love
Only to be cursed -- remain
Seedless in the cove.
-- Spear me with Intelligence and I shall fall away --
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