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Across the nightingale floor
He walks beyond the corridor
Silently stalking his prey
Watching every move he makes
Waiting for the right time
To commit the perfect crime
For he plans to steal a scroll
That will help relinquish his soul
Killing the demon within
Releasing him from his sin
Hoping for the salvation
That will help save his nation
But he first has to pay the price
A promise to never sin twice
Walking for a hundred years
As a ghost who sheds no tears
Trapped beyond the corridor
Across the nightingale floor

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A pair of Mandarin Ducks
Playing in the cold water
The drake clad in his colored tux
Preening for his demure lover
They splash and swim in unison
Like little ducklings frolicking
A sincere love in season
So caught up in their rollicking
The drake chases his lady
As she coyly paddles away
He wants to make her his baby
Before she can get away
Soon their eyes lock in affection
Captured in conjugal bliss
A symbol of wedded connection
Their beaks in a gentle kiss

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