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tell me
i reside at table mountain
we were not many
there's one that i once loved so much
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
master of human destinies am i
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
better than granite
with lips blood red and heart of stone
up to her chamber window
birds against the april wind
could we but know

 



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