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stay no more
but i cannot read you now
there are gains for all our losses
perhaps
i never knew the earth had so much gold
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
the arches of the red bridge
i have heard that a certain princess
which i wish to remark
the air is like a butterfly
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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