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lo! 'tis a gala night
he'd even have his joke
the air is full of dawn and spring
blossoms of babies
all down the years
they ask me where i've been
storm
your body's motion is like music
have we no shame?
lived by the river-side
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
when, full of warm and eager love
had he and i but met
i am fevered

 



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