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the air is like a butterfly
made up of loveliness alone
passing through huddled and ugly walls
see i give myself to you
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
i have had one fear in my life
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
better than granite
i am old and blind
all within and all without me
gloom
i saw with open eyes

 



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