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sleep sweetly in your humble graves
on and on
look out upon the stars, my love
as i lie roofed in, screened in
your body's motion is like music
one with you
the air is like a butterfly
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
their beautiful hair
the body may confine
stay no more

 



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