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when night drifts along the streets of the city
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
sun and wind and beat of sea
musing, between the sunset and the dark
let us express our baser passions
and breaketh bread no more
the mountains they are silent folk
as a naked man i go
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
lady, your heart has turned to dust

 



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