Consider (if you wish) the melody of this. And the indescribable beauty of Elly Ameling's soprano. Also remarkable is the evocative mood of this lied.
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This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking. It's really no big deal.
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