Chapters 17
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1 01 - Star Song - Read by AJ 1:04
There are twisted roots that grow, even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit quietly, like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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2 02 - Star Song - Read by AV 0:55
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone, but a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky like a water lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse, but no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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3 03 - Star Song - Read by DL 1:04
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse, but no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit quietly, like a spirit amazed in the wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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4 04 - Star Song - Read by EEP 1:19
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But the star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radians fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise.
A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies. Like a spirit, Quietly, like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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5 05 - Star Song - Read by EZWA 1:08
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro, it floats in the light of the sky, like a water lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it. No living lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance folded. Night and day, their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies. Like a spirit quietly. Like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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6 06 - Star Song - Read by EZWA (sung version) 2:24
There are twisted roots that grow Even from a fragile white animal name But a star has no root To and fro, it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. Has no roots to hold it, No leaving lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it, Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies.
I'm a little bit tired, and I'm tired.
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7 07 - Star Song - Read by FS 1:11
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone, but a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water lily, and fades in the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance folded. Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit, quietly. Like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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8 08 - Star Song - Read by GB 1:09
There are twisted roots that grow, Even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, Like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it. No living lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it, Night and day their silent aura transfuse, But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free, When day comes it floats into space and complies, Like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit, Amazed in a wider paradise, at mortal tears and sighs.
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9 09 - Star Song - Read by GO 1:02
Beres Cromwell. Read for WibbleFox.org by Glen O'Brien. www.glenobrine.net There are twisted roots that grow, even from fragile words and a moan, but a star has no roots, turning forward, floating in the light of the sky, while water willy, and facing the blue front of day. A star has no roots to old it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Flats are dim, ready, and sfalded. Nine days that sound odd, transfused. But no change of style can bruise. A style is a drift and free. When day comes, it flows into space and comprise. Like a spirit quietly. Like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise, at moral tears and sighs.
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10 10 - Star Song - Read by JCM 1:08
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it. No living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse, but no change a star can bruise. The star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears. And sighs.
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11 11 - Star Song - Read by JGH 1:38
G. Henry.
There are twisted roots that grow, Even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, Like a water-lily. And fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it, night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise.
A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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12 12 - Star Song - Read by JHW 1:05
From Traditions in Biloxi, Mississippi. There are twisted roots that grow, even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it. No living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day, their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies. Like a spirit, quietly. Like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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13 13 - Star Song - Read by LAH 1:06
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky like a water lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse, but no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit quietly, like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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14 14 - Star Song - Read by LLW 1:22
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky like a water-lily and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it, night and day their silent aura transfuse, but no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies. Like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise, at mortal tears and sighs.
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15 15 - Star Song - Read by PT 1:02
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone, but a star has no roots to and fro. It floats in the light of the sky like a water lily and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance folded, Night and day their silent aura transfuse, But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free, When day comes, it floats into space and complies, Like a spirit quietly, like a spirit amazed in a wider paradise, At mortal tears and sighs.
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16 16 - Star Song - Read by RG 1:15
There are twisted roots that grow even from a fragile white anemone, but a star has no roots. To and fro it floats in the light of the sky like a water lily and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it. No living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies like a spirit quietly. Like a spirit, amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.
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17 17 - Star Song - Read by RN 1:14
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There are twisted roots that grow, even from a fragile white anemone. But a star has no roots. To and fro, it floats in the light of the sky, like a water-lily, and fades on the blue flood of day. A star has no roots to hold it, no living, lonely entity to lose. Floods of dim radiance fold it. Night and day their silent aura transfuse. But no change a star can bruise. A star is adrift and free. When day comes, it floats into space and complies, like a spirit, quietly, like a spirit, Amazed in a wider paradise at mortal tears and sighs.