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how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
with her hair flaying wildly
the air is full of dawn and spring
the sky
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
weak-winged is song
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white

 



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