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the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
now while my lips are living
who will be naming the wind
this is the song of youth
lo! 'tis a gala night
in your arms was still delight
i saw god. do you doubt it?
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
let me move slowly through the street
see i give myself to you
be not false
i love to steal awhile away

 



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