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| A nymph in the darkness spins spangled candyfloss from her fingertips as she races, barefoot across the sand. Trailing drops of daydreams she leaps! And rides white horses to a promised land. |
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| A nymph in the darkness spins spangled candyfloss from her fingertips as she races, barefoot across the sand. Trailing drops of daydreams she leaps! And rides white horses to a promised land. |
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