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A Night In July
By Tiberiu Szabo The night was dark And full of stars, Full of light The sky was filled, It was the night of a summers dream. The aromatic smell of Summer flowers was in the air And the beautiful orchestra Of natures singers. It was a night of dreams In which I met The girl of my desire. Her name was Alexandra A name of beauty and desire A name of love and full of fire. The summer wind Was blowing over me As a messenger from heaven To bring good news to me. The girl I met Was liking me. We talked for hours late that night We knew each other Quite a lot. This summers dream Was real and serene, It ended as any other good dream, A sweet kiss to part us for that night That took it's love filled flight. THE END
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