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Pia
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As I'm sitting on the terrace in the sun in the hills above Skala Eresou I thought I'd better try.... so this is a first effort and I can promise you a) it's not right and b) it's dreadfully dreadfully hard! So I will try again and maybe even do a second verse!
When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses
When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses
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