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I wait a cold day,
Twilight Gray I wait.
heart sank, ringing:
You said: "I will come, –

Wait at the crossroads - away
Crowded and colorful road,
To a land of greatness
You could not be separated.

Quietly come and stand still,
As your heart, ringing,
you unlock the door
In the twilight of a winter's day ".

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