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so fallen
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
when night drifts along the streets of the city
as it
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
long ago, in the young moonlight
stuff of the moon
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
out of the window a sea of green trees

 



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