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they in the darkness gather and ask
do the boys and girls still go
be in me as the eternal moods
passing through huddled and ugly walls
little gate was reached at last
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
lady, your heart has turned to dust
love me at last, or if you will not
i have seen the proudest stars
just as my fingers on these keys

 



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