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i saw the first pear
the meadow was creeping
blossoms of babies
but alas, just dreams
this is the ship of pearl
mysterious night
earth travails
since, if you stood by my side today
listen
lo! 'tis a gala night
sun stepped down from his golden throne
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
since i have felt the sense of death

 



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