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if i should die, think only this of me
stuff of the moon
we were not many
who loves the rain
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
there's one that i once loved so much
tell me less or tell me more
looking beyond
you say you love me
up to her chamber window
when, full of warm and eager love

 



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