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erotic poem

see, from this counterfeit of him
for truth, for love
why are the things that have no death
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
if the red slayer think he slays
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
let us express our baser passions
what spiteful chance steals unawares
this is the ship of pearl
we who stood

 



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