"Tell me, where do ghosts in love Find their bridal veils?" "If you and I were ghosts in love We`d climb the cliffs of Mystery, Above the sea of Wails. I`d trim your gray and streaming hair With veils of Fantasy From the tree of Memory. `Tis there the ghosts that fall in love Find their bridal veils."SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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