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the long resounding marble corridors
afraid no more, i say
long has the summer sunlight shone
come down at dawn from windless hills
by the shore, by the sea
i fill this cup
and my name is truthful
just as my fingers on these keys
before the solemn bronze saint
their beautiful hair
i sometimes wonder if it's really true

 



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