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the air is like a butterfly
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
in halls of sleep you wandered by
to come so soon to this imagined dark
passing through huddled and ugly walls
blossoms of babies
truely
the shadows of the ships
good woman
i walk down the garden paths
a little peach in the orchard grew

 



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