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the ships are lying in the bay
earth travails
i burn no incense
let us express our baser passions
mysterious night
let me be sad
were it not for that singular smell
i am singing to you
and my name is truthful
often i think of the beautiful town
i saw the clouds among the hills
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
gaily through the fields we danced
i had over-prepared the event

 



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