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glooms of the live-oaks
there is a city, builded by no hand
perhaps
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
on and on
i shall see a star tonight
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
day is done
i had a dream and i awoke with it
i have cast the world

 



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