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lyric poetry

within my hand i hold
dear wife
to come so soon to this imagined dark
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
when, full of warm and eager love
one by one, like leaves from a tree
babylon-where i go dreaming
i am fevered
shades of night were falling fast
perhaps it is no matter that you died
he speaks not well
the fragrance came

 



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