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It seems that the thoughts of two lovers concentrated and materialized into the shape of an aggregation of plasma, uplifting the two to the top of the hill. They can now fully enjoy all of the magical colors of dawn. A night whose stars refused to run their course? A night of those which seem outworn, Like Resurrection Day, of longsome length To him that watched and waited for the morn. (Richard Burton) The third delight is joy when you are loved, And always having someone who is near. We are connected by one word as if I had your blood. With you, I can fly over the greatest cliff of fear. (Valery Briusov) Cliff to cliff, the silence of the desert Surrounds us The day calms We are hand in hand, And only the images of mutable fantasies Hang in the sky, like clouds.