'Be happy,' cried the Nightingale, 'be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's blood.'
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'Sing me one last song,' he whispered; 'I shall feel very lonely when you are gone.'
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Spent the day designing a piece for my sleeve, inspired by the lovely Oscar Wilde's, Nightingale and the rose. This piece is rather important to me. More to come.









