Across the river were two clouds in your eyes and my kisses floated ascend from the heights of the sacred mountain. There in the valley where uncrowned hope of green fields and saffron came from flowers - delicate reverberations from the rocks we are the audience of our words of love.
-Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann
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