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what shall we do now
my true love from her pillow rose
i am dying
just as my fingers on these keys
did you ever see an alligator
to clothe the fiery thought
royal feast was done
let us pity those who are better off than we are
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
though love repine, and reason chafe
mysterious night

 



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