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i've won the race
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
when, full of warm and eager love
noises that strive to tear
beneath my window in a city street
see, they return
little park that i pass through
why do
along the banks
one with you
with lips blood red and heart of stone
why are the things that have no death
last midnight

 



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