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which keeps
so lost
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
i am dying
this is the song of youth
the hypocritic days
melancholy days have come
it was many and many a year ago
two rows of cabbages
give me
you are beautiful and faded
let me be sad

 



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