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For many years I collected leaves Blown down from ancient trees Among the words I caressed Found me alone at last My books put Prospero to shame And the words I knew so well Would have damned me all the same Seductive and sweet it was.. Shadows cast from a fate They were waiting for me all the same All the madness Incantations.. Allo of those many voices Seductive and sweet it was.. Unto these hands a stone A mirror to my soul Such a stone as this My sweet opel And to your books again Whoah I've seen them open May you find your way Letras de cancionesThrough them carefully And what you see of me Is the mirror of a stone My sweet opel From Letras Mania