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my mother twines me roses wet with dew
truely
under a spreading chestnut tree
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
lived by the river-side
i love my life, but not too well
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
soft as the bed in the earth
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
do the boys and girls still go

 



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