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the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
death's nobility again
stuff of the moon
passing through huddled and ugly walls
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
her face is fair and smooth and fine
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
gaily through the fields we danced
we break the glass whose sacred wine

 



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