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behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
with joy and wonder
he's gone
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
why then, must we see?
stuff of the moon
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
two rows of cabbages
why so sad my lovely one?
i shall see a star tonight
at midnight
this ancient silver bowl of mine
rocked in the cradle of the deep

 



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