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but i cannot read you now
she burst fierce wine
i know what you're going to say
musing, between the sunset and the dark
passing through huddled and ugly walls
desolate and lone
i expect you
thoughts through my head
i have to say good-night
you are my companion
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
with her hair flaying wildly
up from the south at break of day

 



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