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a flying word from here and there
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
stuff of the moon
royal feast was done
full of tears
sun and wind and beat of sea
sweet splendor
from floor to ceiling
shades of night were falling fast
at midnight
sun stepped down from his golden throne
very well, you liberals

 



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