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among the flowers from a pot of wine  
i drink alone beneath the bright moonshine 
i raise my cup to invite the moon who blends 
her light with my shallow and we'er three friends 
in vain my shadow follows me here and there 
together with them for the time i stay 
and make merry before spring's spent away 
i sing the moon to linger with my song  
my shadow disperses as i dance along |   
 
 
 
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