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One Evening I Go To A Shepherd's Hut
One evening I go to a shepherd's hut
How quiet it is,
And when it becomes dark,
The only sound-
The soft breathing of lambs...
The smell of grass and sweet milk
And when you look out,
You will see trees in the wind
That move silently-only this...
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Romeo Della Valle
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