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My Eden

I've been here before
This place where the heart is empty
But sadness hasn't visited yet
This place where the moonbeams fall
but the willows don't bend to my will
This place where the crows come cawing
But the drongos fly away from.
That's the sanctum sanctorum of my existence
I'm a yin without a yang

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