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she might have known it in the earlier spring
i have had one fear in my life
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
i am fevered
moonlight deep and tender
last midnight
winged shadows sweeping by
white foam flower, red flame flower
glass-blower of time
who is the runner in the skies
to some the fat gods

 



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