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You are purchasing high quality sheet music PDF files suitable for printing or viewing on digital devices.Fingers of past run through, Each is the way of all things; What maybe not at all true, May be other ways it sings. A wish like a strangeness, To eyes and each saying; Coming so eager and fresh, In each its themes playing.
All is rich beyond a dream, To catch or else be missing; Flowering garden only seem, In ways that you are wishing. And each thy whitest feet, That go a maying in hours; There maybe another street, For searching and scours.
Strangeness is what it says, And each who's with it too; Strangeness upon itself plays, Takes you there or hereunto. Life be nothing for much, If we do fear a playful day; And reach there out of touch, What it might onto us say.