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i loved a woman
before the solemn bronze saint
earth travails
perhaps it is no matter that you died
the arches of the red bridge
i bid them all farewell
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
what was it the engines said
of sun nor stars
see, they return
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
stern cold man
i have heard that a certain princess

 



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