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though love repine, and reason chafe
the air is like a butterfly
by the rude bridge
melancholy, blue it was
there is a city, builded by no hand
the light withdrawn
tell me
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
the little white prayers
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me

 



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