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why are the things that have no death
when you come tonight
splendid and terrible your love
earth travails
glass-blower of time
beside a stricken field
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
world that changes under my hand
a mile behind
have we no shame?
i stood by the open casement
i know what you're going to say

 



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