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woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
noises that strive to tear
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
braided and woven
the lightning flashed, and lifted
the long resounding marble corridors
there's one that i once loved so much
days endeared to every muse

 



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