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the fragrance came
the mountains they are silent folk
i think it just splendid
one with you
let me be sad
if the red slayer think he slays
just as my fingers on these keys
burly, dozing humble-bee
are you alive?
above them all, looking down
i despise my friends more than you
beautiful, tragical faces
as a white candle
wheel me down by the meadow

 



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