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i gazed upon the glorious sky
winged shadows sweeping by
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
i am fevered
be not false
do i like it
the poets tell
i love my life, but not too well
with her hair flaying wildly
lady, your heart has turned to dust
let me be sad
for truth, for love

 



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