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the ships are lying in the bay
though i am little as all little things
which i wish to remark
there is no flock, however watched and tended
sweet with fern and rose
a storm is riding on the tide
the darkness rolls upward
there was a strangeness on your lips
good woman
when i was broke in london

 



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