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my sorrow, when she's here with me
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
they ask me where i've been
passing through huddled and ugly walls
i walk down the garden paths
the dawn was apple-green
had he and i but met
as a white candle
give me hunger
old wine to drink

 



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