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he'd even have his joke
melancholy, blue it was
who is the runner in the skies
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i loathed you
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
little park that i pass through
i know what you're going to say
do not grieve that it is over
tell me less or tell me more

 



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