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why so sad my lovely one?
the swan existing
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
before the solemn bronze saint
one by one, like leaves from a tree
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
i love to steal awhile away
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
i am a woman
rising moon has hid the stars

 



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