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the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
soft as the bed in the earth
i am singing to you
in an old chamber softly lit
though love repine, and reason chafe
earth travails
i saw the clouds among the hills
in the sphere
i am fevered
she heard the children playing in the sun
often is it not so?

 



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