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i had over-prepared the event
friend, whose smile has come to be
brief on a flying night
there is an hour of peaceful rest
from our hidden places
the swan existing
i am the wind that wavers
the old songs
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
a look is but a ray
but i cannot read you now
are you alive?

 



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