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two rows of cabbages
night is dark, and the winter winds
often i think of the beautiful town
in september
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
the long resounding marble corridors
thoughts through my head
why do you always stand there shivering
sad are they who know not love
as evening falls

 



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